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DAVID, 

CORRECTED  AND  ENLARGED, 

By    JOEL    BAR  LOW. 

TO    WHICH     IS    ADDED    A    COLLECTION    OF 

H  Y  M  N  S5 

THE  WHOLE  APPLIED   TO   THeStATBOF   THE 

Christian  Church  in  general. 

THE    THIRD    EDITION. 


Luke,  xxiv.     All  things  mvji  be  fulfilled  which 
were  written  in  the — Psalms  concerning  me. 


H  A  R  T  F  0  R  D  : 
PRINTED  BY  HUDSON  AND   GOODWIN, 

[With  the  Privilege  of  Co? y -Right, J 


AT  a  meeting  of  the  General  AfTociation  of  the 
State  of  Conne&icut  in  June  laft,  it  was  tho'c 
expedient,  that  a  number  of  the  Pfalmsin  Do&or 
Wattj's  verfion,  which  are  locally  appropriated, 
mould  be  altered  and  applied  to  the  ftafee  of  the 
Chrifiian  Church  in  general,  and  not  to  any  parti- 
cular country  ;  and  finding  fome  attempts  had 
been  made  to  alter  and  apply  thofe  Pfalms  to> 
America,  or  particular  parts  of  America,  tending 
to  deftroy  that  uniformity  in  the  ufe  of  Pfalmody, 
fo  defireable  in  religious  afTemblies ;  they  ap- 
pointed the  Rev.  Meflrs.  Timothy  Pitkin,  John 
Sutally  and  Theodore  Hinfdale,  a  Committee  to  con- 
fer with  and  apply  to  Mr.  Joel  Barlow,  of  Hart- 
ford, to  make  the  propofed  alterations.  Thefe, 
together  with  the  additions  and  the  collection  of 
Hymns  annexed  to  this  Edition,  we  have  careful- 
ly examined  and  approved  ;  and  we  therefore  re- 
commend them  to  the  ufe  of  the  Church  of 
Christ,  for  the  purpofes  of  public  worlhip  and 
private  devotion. 

Timothy   Pitkin,  °\  Committee  of 

John  Small y,  >      General 

Theodore  Hinsdale,  j  AJfociation.  t 

The  following  Gentlemen,  appointed  by  parti- 
cular Affbciations,  to  examine  and  revifc,  con- 
Cur  in  the  above  Recommendation. 

Nathan  Williams, 
Thomas  W.  Bray, 
Nathan  Perkins. 
January  5,  1785. 


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PREFACE. 


THE  reafons  for  undertaking  the  Corrections  ar.d 
Additions,''  contained  in  this  Edition  of  the 
Pfalms  are  fufftciently  explained  in  the  foregoing 
Narrative  of  the  General  A/ociatien's  Committte. 
Yet  the  difficulty  of  'giving general fatisj 'action  in  at- 
tempts of  this  kind)  cannot  be  realized  till  the  experi- 
ment be  made.  Among  the  many  Vernons  which  have 
been  given  cfthefe  Divine  Songs,  in  order  to  adapt 
them  to  the  Ckrijlian  State  and  Worfkipi  that  of  Dr. 
Watts  is  undoubtedly  in  many  refpetli  to  he  preferred. 
His  application  of  the  prophetic  paffages  ;  his  eafy 
and  natural  explication  of  parts  that  are  in  any  mea- 
fure  obfcure  ;  his  pure  and  elevated  fir  ains  of  devo- 
tion, fo  pleaf.ng  to  every  pious  and  attentive  Rtader, 
have  perhaps  never  been  equalled  in  our  Language  : 
and  with  refpetl  to  his  fiy'h  and  wanner  cf  verifica- 
tion, they  are  not  only  better  adapted  to  the  capacities 
ef  common  affemblies  ar.d  the  t a fy  J Ikmnity  of 'church 
mufic,  than  any  other  that  have  yet  appeared  ;  but  it 
may  be  prefumedtkat  no  Poet  after  him  willfucceed 
in  compofing  devotional  fongs,  without  taking  '. 
del  of  fly  I  e  and  verfif cation  from  Dr.  Watts.  Wei  t 
not  for  his  local  appropriation  of  fame*  Pfalms,  and 
his  omiffion  of  .a  few  others,  his  Verf.on  would  doubt- 
lefs  have  been  ufedfer  many  ages  without  an  amend- 
ment. But  as  the  author  cfthefe  correct  ions  is  tm- 
ployed,  diretled  and  fupported  by  fo  refpetlabU  a 
Body  as  the  whole  Clergy  of  the  State  ;  and  as  it  : 
an  objcfl  of  great  importance  that  harmony  and  uni- 
formity fJiould  be  eflablifaed  as  extenp.iely  as  pc.[jiile 
in  the  ufe  ofPfalmody,  he  has  not  only  avoided  all  local 
applications }but  has  made f>me  fighter  corrections  in 

point,. 
A  2 


PREFACE. 

point  of  elegance,  ivhere  the  rules  of grammar \  cfla~ 
Slifhed  fincc  the  time  of  Dr.  Watts t  have  made  it 
neceffary. 

The  Pfalms  confderably  altered  are  the  »\jl,6ctht 
67th,  75th,  124M,  xtfth;  thofe  omitted  by  Dr. 
Watts,  are  the  28^,  43^,  52^,  54M,  59M,  64/A, 
70/A,  7Q/4,  88^,  108.M,  137^,  14C/A. 

The  Hymns  arefdeBed  chiefly  frontDr.  Watts  {fame 
are  entirely  new.  It  was  thought  advifeable  to  bind 
them  in  the  fame  volume,  that  facramental  and  other 
particular  occafrons,  not  provided  for  in  the  Book  of 
Pfalms ■,  might' be  fupplicd  with  J ui  table  fangs  of  de* 

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Pfalms  of  David, 

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Psalm     I.       Common  Metre. 

Tta  ?Tay  <zni  End  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked,. 

i   T>  LEST  is  the  man  who  fhuns  the  place, 
-D     Where  finners  love  to  meet  ; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways,, 
And  hates  the  fc offer's  feat. 

a  But  in  the  ftatutes  of  the  Lord, 
Has  plac'd  his  chief  delight ; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  [He  like  a  plant  of  generous  kind 

By  living  waters  fet, 
Safe  from  the  ftorms  and  blafting  wind. 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  ftate.]; 

4  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair 

Shall  his  profeflion  fhine  j 

While  fruits  of  holinefs  appear 

Like  clufters  on  the  vine, 

P  Not  fo  the  impious  and  unjuft  ; 
What  vain  defigns  they  form  ! 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  duftj 
Or  chaff  before  the  ftorsi. 


8  P     S     A     L     M         I. 

6  Sinners  in  judgment  mall  not  ftand 
Among  the  Tons  of  grace, 
When  Chriji  the  Judge  at  his.  right-hand 
Appoints  hisSaiats  a  place. 

•j  His  eye  behoTds-the  path  they  tread, 
His  heart  approves  it  well  : 
But  crooked  ways  of  fmners  lead 
Down  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

Psalm      1.  Short  Metre. 

The  Saini  kappy,  the  Sinner  miferabie. 

THE  man  is  everbleR, 
Who  fhuns  the  Tinners'  ways, 
Among  their  councils  never  ftands, 
Nor  takes  the  fcorner'a  place  ; 

2  But  makes  the  law  of  God 

Ills,  fludy  and  delight, 
Amidft  the  labours  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

3  He  like  a  tree  fhall  thrive, 

With  waters  near  the  root  ; 
Frefh  as  the  leaf  his  name  fhall  live, 
His  works  are  heavenly  fruit. 

4  Not  fo  th' ungodly  race, 

They  no  fuch  bleflings  find  : 
Their  hopes  fhall  flee  like  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  ftand 

Before  that  judgment  feat, 
Where  all  the  Saints  at  Chrijl's  right  hand 
In  full  Affembly  meet  ? 

6  He  knows  and  he  approves 

The  way  the  righteous  go  : 
3ut  finners  and  their  works  (ball  mec^ 
A  dreadful  overthrow. 


PSALM      I,      II.  9 

Psalm     I.     Long  Metre. 

The  Difference  between  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked, 

i   TTAPPY  the  man,  whofe  cautious  feet 
11  Shun  the  broad  way  where  finners  go, 
Who  hates  the  place  %here  Atheifts  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  fcoffers  do. 

a  He  loves  t'  employ  his  morning  light 
Among  the  ftatutes  of  the  Lord  : 
And  fpends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
With  pleafure  popd'ring  o'er  the  word*. 

3  He  like  a  plant  by  gentle  ftreams, 
Shall  flourish  in  immortal  green  ; 

And  Heaven  will  fhine  with  kindeft  beams, 
On  every  work  his  hands  begin. 

4  But  finners  find  their  councils  crofs'd ; 
As  chaff  before  the  tempeft  flies  ; 

So  fhall  their  hopes  be  blown  ana  loft, 
When  the  laft  trumpet  (hakes  the  fides. 

£  In  vain  the  rebel  feeks  to  ftand 
In  judgment  with  the  pious  race  ; 
The  dreadful  judge  with  ftern  command 
Divides  him  to  a  different  place. 

$  {t  Strait  is  the  way  my  faints  have  trod, 
il   I  blefs'd  the  path,  and  dre^ir  it  pkin  ; 
11  But  you  would  chufe  the  crooked  road  ; 
11  And  down  it  leads  to  endlefs  pain. 

Psalm     II.       Short  Metre. 

Translated  according  to  the  Divine  Pattern. 

ASs  iv.  24,  &c. 
Chrift  Dying,  Rifing,  Interceding,  and  Reigning. 
%  £TV  /TAKER  and  fovereign  Lord 
jLVA     Of  heaven  and  earth  and  feas, 
Thy  providence  confirms,  thy  word; 
And  anfwers  thy  decrees. 

t  The  things  fo  long  foretold  ^ 

b>  David  are  fulEU'd  ; 


,a  PSALM         II. 

When  Jews  and  Gentiles,  join  to  flay 
Jtfus}  thine  holy  Child.] 

g  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 
And  Jews  with  one  accord 
Join  all  their  councils'^  deftroy 
TK'  Anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

4  Rulers  and  Kings  agree 

To  form  a  vain  defign  ; 
Againft  the  Loj-d  their  powers  unite) 
Againft  his  Chrift  they  join. 

5  The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 

And  will  Support  his  throne  ; 
He  that  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead, 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  fon. 

Pause. 

$  Now  he's  afcended  high, 
To  rule  the  fubjeft  earth  ; 
The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 
And  pleads  his  heavenly  birth. 

7   Beneath  his  fovereign  fway 
The  Gentile  nations  bend; 
Far  as  the  world's  remoteft  bounds^ 
His  kingdom  mail  extend. 

g  The  nations  that  rebel, 
Muft  feel  his  iron  rod  ; 
He'll  vindicate  thofc  honours  well 
Which  he  receiv'd  from  God. 

9  [Be  wife,  yc  rulers  now, 

And  worfhip  at  his  throne  ; 
With  trembling  joy,  ye  people  bov, 
To  God's  exalted  Son. 

10  1  f  once  his  wrath  arifc, 

Ye  perifh  on  the  place  ; 
Then  blcfTed  is  the  foul  that  flits 
For  refuge  to  his  grace.} 


PSALM       II.  i 

Psalm     II.       Common  Metre. 

WHY  did  the  nations  join  to  flay 
The  Lord's  anointed  Son  ? 
Why  did  they  call  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  gofpel  down  ? 

2  The  Lord  that  fits  above  the  flcies, 

Derides  their  rage  below, 
Me  fpeaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eye*. 
And  ftrikes  their  fpiriw  through. 

3  *{  I  call  him  my  eternal  Son, 

*4  And  raife  him  from  the  dead  ; 
"  I  make  my  holy  hill  his  throne, 
"  And  wide  his  kingdom  fpread, 

4  "  Afk  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 

11  Theutmoft  heathen  land*  ; 
••  Thy  rod  of  iron  mall  deftroy 
"  The  rebel  that  withftand«." 

5  Be  wife,  ye  rulers  of  the  earth, 

Obey  th*  anointed  Lord, 
Adore  the  King  of  heavenly  birth, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

^  With  humble  love  addrefs  hit  throne, 
For  if  he  frowns  ye  die  : 
Thofe  are  fccure  ana  thofe  alone 
Who  on  his  grace  rely. 

Psalm     II.      Long  Metre. 
Chrift's  Death,  Refarreflios,  and  Afcenf.cr,. 
i  \TtTim  did  the  Jfeujs  proclaim  their  rage  f 
V  V     The  Romant  why  their  fwords  employ 
Againft  the  Lord  their  powers  engage, 
His  dear  anointed  to  "deftroy  ? 

is  M  Come  let  us  break  his  bands,  they  fay, 
'*  This  man  fhall  never  give  us  laws  ; 
And  thus  they  caft  his  yoke  away, 
And  nail'd  the  monarch  to  the  crofs. 

.g  But  God,  who  high  in  glory  reigns, 

laughs  at  their  pride,  their  rage  controuh:! 


12  PSALM       III. 

He'll  fmite  their  hearts  with  inward  paiiu, 
And  fpeak  in  thunder  to  their  fouls. 

4  "   I  will  maintain  the  King  I  made 
11  On  Zion's  everlaiting  hill, 
"  My  hand  fhall  bring  him  from  the  dead^ 
11  And  he  fhall  ftand  your  fovereign  {till. 

j  [His  wondrous  rifing  from  the  earth 
M2k.es  his  eternal  Godhead  known  ; 
The  Lord  declares  his  heavenly  birth  : 
"  This  day  have  I  begot  my  Son. 

'6  "  Afcend,  my  Son,  to  my  right-hand, 
"  There  thou  fhall  afk,  and  I  beftow 
11  The  utmoft  bounds  of  heathen  lands  ; 
"  To  thee  their  fuppliant  tribes  fhall  bow. 
7   But  nations  that  refift  his  grace 
Shall  fall  beneath  his  lifted  rod  ; 
His  arm  fhall  crufh  the  impious  race, 
That  dare  provoke  th'  avenging  God. 
Pause. 
3  Now  ye  that  fit  on  earthly  thrones, 
Be  wife,  and  ferve  the  Lord,  the  Lamb: 
Now  to  his  feet  fubmit  your  crowns, 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  name. 

g  With  humble  love  addrefs  the  Son, 

Left  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die  / 

His  wrath  will  burn  to  worlds  unknown, 

His  love  gives  life  above  the  fky. 
*o  His  ftorms  fhall  quell  the  ftnbborn  foe., 

And  fink  his  honours  in  the  duft  ; 

Mappy  th.e  fouls,  their  God  that  know, 

And  make  his  grace  their  only  truft. 

Psalm     III.       Common  Metre. 
Doubts  and  fears  fupprejjcd  ;   or,  God  our  Defence 

from  Siri  and  Satan. 
\   A/fY  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  ? 

JLVjL     How  faft  my  foes  increafe  ? 

Confpiring  my  eternal  death, 
They  break  my  prelcnt  peace. 


PSALM      III.  13 

$  The  lying  tempter  would  perfuade 
There's  no  relief  in  heaven, 
And  all  my  growing  fins'appear 
Too  great  to  be  forgiven. 

£  But  thou,  my  glory,  and  my  ftrength, 
Shalt  on  the  tempter  tread, 
Shalt  filence  all  my  threatening  guilt* 
And  raife  my  drooping  head. 

4  [I  cry'd,  and  from  his  holy  hill 
He  bow'd  a  liftening  ear  ; 
Icall'd  my  Father,  and  my  God, 
And  he  fubdued  my  fear. 

|  He  fhed  foft  (lumbers  on  mine  eyes> 
In  fpite  of  all  my  foes  ; 
I  woke  and  wonder'd  at  the  graee 
That  guarded  my  repofe.] 

6  What  tho'  the  hofts  of  death  and  hell 

All  arm'd  againft  me  flood  ; 
Terrors  no  more  fhali  make  my  foul ; 
My  refuge  is  my  God, 

7  Arife,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  grace, 

While  I  thy  glory  fing  ; 
My  God  has  broke  the  ferpent's  teeth, 
And  death  has  loft  his  fting. 

3  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 
His  arm  alone  can  fave; 
Bleffings  attend  thy  people  here, 
And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 

P  s  a  l  m  III.     Vir.  1,2,  3.  4,  8.    Long  Metre, 

A  Morning  Pfalm. 

1  f~\  Lord,  how  many  are  my  foes, 

\J   In  this  weak  ftate  of  flefh  and  blood  ? 
My  peace  they  daily  difcompofe, 
But  my  defence  and  hope  is  God. 

2  Tired  with  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
To  thee  I  rais'd  an  evening  cry  ; 

B 


i*  PSALM       IV. 

Thou  licardft  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  almighty    help  was  nigh. 

3  Supported  by  thine  heavenly  aid 
I  laid  me  down  and  flept  fecure  ; 

Not  death  fhould  make  my  heart  afraid, 
Though  I  fhould  wake  and  rife  no  more. 

4  Bur.  God  fuftain'd  me  all  the  night ; 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  : 

He  rais'd  my  head  to  fee  the  light, 
And  makes  kis  praife  my  morning  fong. 

Psalm    IV.    l,  2,3,  4,   6,  7.     Long  Metre. 

Hearing  of  Prayer  ;  or  God  our  Portion, and  Chrifi 
our  Hope. 

1  f~\  God  cf  grace  and  righteoufnefs, 
W  Hear  and  attend  when  I  complain  : 

Thou  haftenlarg'd  me  in  diflrefs, 
Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again. 

2  Ye  fons  of  men  in  vain  ye  try 
To  turn  my  glory  into  fhame  ; 
How  long  will  feoffors  love  to  lie, 
And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  name  ? 

3  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  faints 
From  all  the  tribes  of  men  befide  ; 

He  hears  and  pities  their  complaints, 
For  the  dear  fake  of  Chrift  that  died. 

4  When  our  obedient  hands  have  done 
A  thoufand  works  of  righteoufnefs, 
We  put  our  truft  in  God  alone, 

And  glory  in  his  pard'ning  grace. 

5  Let  the  unthinking  many  fay, 

*'  Who  will  bejloiofome  earthly  good  ? 
But,  Lord,  thy  light  and  love  we  pray  ; 
Our  fouls  defire  this  heavenly  food. 

6"  Then  fhall  my  cheerful  powers  rejoice 
At  grace  divine,  and  love  fo  great  ; 
Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice 
For  all  their  wealth  and  boalled  ftate, 


PSALM        V.  :,; 

Psalm    IV.     Ver.  3,  4,  5,  8.     Com.  Metre. 

An  Evening  Hymn. 
1    T    ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  ; 
-Li     I  am  for  ever  thine  ; 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  fin. 

*   And  while  I  reft  my  weary  head, 
From  cares  and  bufinefs  free, 
'Tis  fweet  convernng  on  my  bed, 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening  facrifice  ; 

And  when  my  work,  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  deep  : 
Thy  hand  in  fafety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  {lumbers  keep. 

Psalm     V.      Common  Metre. 
For  the  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  T    ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  (halt  hear 
-Li     My  voice  afcending  hgh  ; 

To  thee  will  I  direft  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Chrifl  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  faints, 
Prefenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  fongs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whofe  fight 

The  wicked  mail  not  ftand  ; 

Sinners  fhall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  houfe  will  I  refort, 

To  tafte  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thine  holy  court, 
And  worfhip  in  thy  fear. 

5  O  may  thy  fpirit  guide  my  feet, 

In  ways  of  righteounefs. 


:6  PSALM       VL 

Make  every  path  of  duty  ftrait, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

Pa   u   s   i. 

6  My  watchful  enemies  combine 

To  tempt  my  feet  aftray  ; 
They  flatter  with  a  bafe  defign, 
To  make  my  foul  their  prey. 

7  Lord,  crufh  the  ferpent  in  the  duft, 

And  all  his  plots  deftroy  ; 
While  thofe  that  in  thy  mercy  truft, 
Fot  ever  fhout  for  joy. 

t  The  men  that  love  and  fear  thy  name. 
Shall  fee  their  hopes  fulfill'd  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compafs  them 
With  favour  as  a  fhield. 

Psalm     VI.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  inficknefs  ;  or,  difeajes  healed. 
:    T  N  anger,  Lord,  do  not  chaftife, 
A     Withdraw  the  dreadful  ftorm  ; 
Nor  let  thine  awful  wrath  arife 
Againft  a  feeble  worm. 
2  My  foul  bow'd  down  with  heavy  cares, 
My  flefh  with  pain  opprefs'd  ; 
My  couch  is  witnefs  to  my  tears, 
My  tears  foibid  my  reft. 
I  Sorrow  and  grief  wear  out  my  days; 
I  wafle  the  night  with  cries, 
And  count  the  minutes  as  they  pafs, 
'Till  the  flow  morning  rife. 

I  Shall  I  be  Aill  tormented  more  ? 
My  eyes  confum'd  with  grief  : 
How  long,  my  God,  how  long  before 
Thine  hand  afford  relief  ? 
$  He  hears  his  mourning  children  fpeak, 
He  pities  all  our  groans  ; 
He  faves  us  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
And  heals  our  broken  bones. 


P    S    A    L     M      VI.  ay 

6  The  virtue  of  his  fovereign  word, 
Reftores  our  fainting  breath  ; 
For  filent  graves  praife  not  the  Lord, 
Nor  is  he  known  in  death. 

Psalm     VI.         Long  Metre. 
Temptations  in  Sicknefs  overcome. 
%    T    ORD,  I  can  fuffer  thy  rebukes, 

.1  J  When  thou  with  kindnefs  doft  chaftife  : 
But  thy  fierce  wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
O  let  it  not  againft  me  rife  ! 

2  Pity  my  languifhing  eftate, 
And  eafe  the  forrows  that  I  feel  ; 

The  wounds  thine  heavy  hand  hath  made, 
O  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal  ! 

3  See  how  in  fighs  I  pafs  my  days, 
And  wafte  in  groans  the  weary  night : 
My  bed  is  water'd  with  my  tears  ; 

My  grief  confumes,  and  dims  my  fight. 

4  Look  how  the  powers  of  nature  mourn  i 
How  long,  Almighty  God,  how  long  ? 
When  {hall  thine  hour  of  grace  return  ? 
When  fhall  I  make  thy  grace  my  fong  ? 

3   I  feel  my  flefh  fo  near  the  grave, 
My  thoughts  are  tempted  to  defpair  : 
But  graves  can  never  praife  the  Lord, 
For  all  is  duft  and  filence  there. 

6  Depart,  ye  tempters,  from  my  foul, 
And  all  defpairing  thoughts  depart; 
My  God,  who  hears  my  humble  moan, 
Will  eafe  my  flefh,  and  chear  my  heart. 

P   s   a    l    m     VII.        Common  Metre. 
God' scare  of  his  People.andpunijkmer.t  ofPerfecutors, 
i    "\ /fY  truft  is  in  my  heavenly  Friend, 
XVJL     My  hope  in  thee,  iay  God  : 
Rife  and  my  helplefs  life  defend. 
From  thofe  that  feek  my  blood. 
2  With  infolence  and  fury  they 
My  foul  in  pieces  tear, 
B   2 


!$  PSALM      VIIL 

As  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey, 
When  no  deliverer's  near. 

3  If  e'er  my  pride  provok'd  them  firft. 

Or  once  abus'd  my  foe, 
Then  let  them  tread  my  life  to  daft, 
And  lay  my  honour  low. 

4  If  there  be  malice  found  in  me, 

I  know  thy  piercing  eyes  ; 
I  mould  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  afk  my  God  to  rife. 

5  Arife,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 

Their  pride  and  power  controul  ; 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deliverance  for  my  foul. 

Pause. 

6  Let  finners  and  their  wicked  rage 

Be  humbled  to  the  duft  : 
Shall  not  the  God  of  truth  engage 

To  vindicate  thejuft  ? 
/   He  knows  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins, 

He  will  defend  th'  upright  : 
His  fharpefl  arrows  he  ordains 

Again  ft  the  fons  of  fpite. 

8  Tho'  leagu'd  in  guile  their  malice  fpread, 
A  fnare  before  my  way  ; 
Their  mifchiefs  on  their  impious  head, 
His  vengeance  lihali  repay. 

<)  That  cruel  oerfecuting  race 

Muft  feel  his  dreadful  fword  ; 
Awake  my  foul,  and  praife  the  grace 
And  juftice  of  the  Lord. 

Psalm     VIII.       Short  Metre. 
Goo' sovereignty  and goodnefs  ;  and  Man's  domin- 
ion over  the  creatures. 
\    f~\  LORD,  our  heavenly  King, 
v_/     Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  fpread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  fhinc 


PSALM     VIII.  19 

2  When  to  thy  works  on  high 

I  raife  my  wondering  eyes, 
And  fee  the  moon,  complete  in  light 
Adorn  the  darkfome  flues, 

3  When  I  furvey  the  ftars 

And  all  their  fhining  forms. 
Lord,  what  is  man,  that  worthlefs  thing} 
A-kin  to  duft  and  worms  ? 

4  Lord,  what  is  worthlefs  man, 

That  thou  fhould'ft  love  him  fo  ? 
Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  plac'd, 
And  lord  of  all  below  : 

5  Thine  honours  crown  his  head, 

While  beafts  like  flaves  obey, 
And  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wings, 
And  fifh  that  cleave  the  fea. 

6  How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 

And  wondrous  are  thy  ways  : 
Of  duft  and  worms  thy  power  can  fiamc 
A  monument  of  praife. 

7  [From  mouths  of  feeble,  babes 

And  fucklings,  thou  canft  draw 

Surprifmg  honours  to  thy  name  ! 

And  ftrike  the  world  with  awe, 

8  O  Lord,   our  heavenly  King, 

Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  fpread, 
And  o3er  the  heavens  they  fhine.} 

Psalm    VIII.     Common  Metre. 
Chrift's  condtfcenfion   and  glorification  ;  or,  God 

made  man. 
1   f~\  Lord,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 
V^/     Is  thine  exalted  name  ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  ftate 
Let  men  and  babes  proclaim. 

e   When  I  behold  thy  works  on  high, 
The  moon  that  ruies.the  night3 


£0  PSALM       VIIL 

And  mining  ftars  that  grace  the  fky, 
Thofe  moving  worlds  of  light. 

3  Lord,  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race. 

Who  dwells  fo  far  below, 
That  thou  fhould'ft  vifit  him  with  grace, 
And  love  his  nature  fo  ? 

4  That  thine  eternal  Son  mould  bear 

To  take  a  mortal  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are, 
To  fave  a  dying  worm  ? 

|^5  Yet  while  he  liv'd  on  earth  unknown, 
And  men  would  not  adore, 
Behold  obedient  nature  own, 
His  Godhead  and  his  power. 

6  The  waves  lav  fpread  beneath  his  feet ; 

And  fifh  at  his  command, 
Bring  their  large  fhoals  to  Peter's  net, 
Bring  tribute  to  his  hand. 

7  Thefe  fmaller  glories  of  the  Sc  "!, 

Shone  through  the  fleihly  cloud  ; 
Now  we  behold  him  on  his  throne, 
And  men  confefs  him  God. 

8  Let  him  with  majefty  be  crown'd, 

Who  bow'd  his  head  to  death  ; 
And  his  eternal  honours  found, 
From  al!  things  that  have  breath. 

g  Jefus,  cur  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 
Is  thine  e*xahed  name  ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  ftate 
Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim. 

Psalm     VI 1 1.     Ver.  i,  2.     Paraphrafed. 

Firft  Part.     Long  Metre. 

The  Hofanna  of  the  children',  or,    infants  praifing 

God. 
1      A  LMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  Ikies. 

l\.  Thro'  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is  fpread, 


PSALM       VIII.  21 

And  thine  eternal  glories  rife 

O'er  all  the  heavens  thy  hands  have  made. 

2  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young 
Their  founding  notes  of  honour  raife  j 
And  babes,  with  uninftru&ed  tongue. 
Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praife. 

3  Thy  power  aflifts  their  tender  age 
To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground, 
To  llill  the  bold  blafphemer's  rage, 
And  all  their  policies  confound. 

4  Children  amidft  thv  temple  throng 
To  fee  their  great  Redeemer's  face  ; 
The  Son  of  David,  is  their  fong, 
And  loud  Hofannas  fill  the  place. 

,§  The  frowning  fcribes  and  angry  priefts, 
In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring  ; 
Revenge  fits  filent  in  their  breafts, 
While  Jewifri  babes  proclaim  their  King., 

Psalm    VIII.     Ver.  3,  &c.  Paraphrafed. 
Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Adam  and  Chrift,  Lords  of  the  Old and  NezuCr cation, 
1    T    ORD,  what  was  man,  when  made  at  firft, 
Is  Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  duft, 
That  thou  fhould'ft  fet  him  and  his  race, 
But  juft  below  an  angel's  place  ? 

%  That  thou  fhould'ft  raife  his  nature  fo, 
And  make  him  lord  of  all  below  ; 
Make  every  beaft  and  bird  fubmit, 
And  lay  the  fifnes  at  his  feet  ? 

3  But  O  !  what  brighfer  glories  wait 
To  crown  the  fecond  Adam's  ftate  r 
What  honours  fhall  thv  Son  adorn  ; 

-    Who  condefcended  to  be  born  ? 

4  See  him  below  his  angels  made  ! 
Behold  him  number'd  with  the  dead, 
To  fave  a  ruin'd  world  from  fin  ; 
But  he  {hall  reign  with  power  divine. 


*a  Y     S     A     L     M       IX. 

5  The  world  to  come,  redeem'd  from  all 
The  mifenes  that  attend  the  fall, 
New  made,  and  glorious,  fhall  fubmJt 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 

Psalm     IX.     Firjl  Metre. 

Wrath  and  Mercy  from  the  Judgment  Srat. 

1  \l\7'^x^  mY  wno^e^eart  I'll  raife  my  fong, 

VV        Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim, 
Thou  fovereign  ir.dge  of  right  and  wrong 
Wilt  put  thy  foes  to  fhame. 

2  I'll  Gng  thy  majefty  and  grace  ; 

My  God  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteoufnefs, 
And  make  his  vengeance  known. 

3  Then  fhall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 

For  all  the  poor  oppreft  ; 

To  fave  the  people  of  his  love. 

And  give  the  weary  reft. 

4  The  men  that  know  thy  name  will  truft 

In  thy  abundant  grace  ; 
For  thou  haft  ne'er  forfook  the  juft, 
Who  humbly  feek  thy  face. 

£  Sing  praifes  to  the  righteous  Lord, 
Who  dwells  onZion's  Hill, 
Who  executes  his  threat'ning  word. 
Whofe  works  his  grace  fulfil. 

Psalm     IX.     Ver.  12.     Second  Part. 

The  Wifdom  and  Equity  of  Providence. 

1  T  T  THEN  rhe  great  Judge,  fupreme  and  juft, 

VV     Shall  once  enquire  for  blood  ; 
The  humble  fouls  that  mourn  in  duft, 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 

2  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 

Does  his  own  children  raife  : 
In  Zion's  gates,  with  cheerful  breath, 
They  Gng  their  Father's  praife. 


P  .  S     A     L     M       X.  25 

3  His  foes  fhall  fall,  with  heedlefs  feet, 

Into  the  pit  they  made  ; 
And  finners  perifh  in  the  net 

That  their  own  hands  have  fpread. 

4  Thus  by  thy  judgements,  mighty  God, 

Are  thy  deep  counfels  known  : 
When  men  of  mifchief  are  deftroyed, 
In  fnares  that  were  their  own. 
Pause. 

5  The  wicked  fnall  fink  down  to  hell  ; 

Thy  wrath  devour  the  lands 
That  dare  forget  thee,  ot  rebel 
Againft  thy  known  commands. 

6  Though  faints  to  fore  diftrefs  are  brought} 

And  wait,  and  long  complain, 
Their  cries  fhall  never  be  forgot, 
Nor  fhall  their  hopes  be  vain. 

7  [Rife,  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  feat, 

Tojudgeand  fave  the  poor  ; 
Let  nations  tremble  at  thy  feet, 
And  man  prevail  no  more. 

$  Thy  thunder  fhall  affright  the  proud, 
And  put  their  hearts  to  pain, 
Make  them  confefs  that  thou  art  God, 
And  they  but  feeble  men.] 

P  s   a   l    m     X.     Common  Metre. 

Prayer  heard,  and  faints  faved  ;  or,  pride ,  atheifm^ 
and  opprejion  punijked. 

For  a  Humiliation  Day. 

1  TI7HY  doth  the  Lord  depart  fo  far  ? 

V  V     And  why  conceal  his  face. 
When  great  calamities  appear, 
And  times  of  deep  diftrefs  ? 

2  Lord,  fhall  the  wicked  ftill  deride 

Thy  juftice  and  thy  laws  ? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride., 
And  flight  the  righteous  caufe. 


e4  PSALM       XI. 

g  They  caft  thy  judgements  from  their  fight>   ' 
And  then  infult  the  poor  ; 
They  boaft  in  their  exalted  height, 
That  they  fhall  fall  no  more. 

4  Arife,  O  God,  lift  up  thine  hand, 
Attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
No  enemy  fhall  dare  to  ftand, 
When  God  alcends  on  high. 
Pause. 
£  Why  do  the  men  of  malice  rage, 
And  fay  with  foolifh  pride, 
The  God  of  heaven  zvill  ne'e?-  engagZ 
To  fght  on  Zion's  fide. 

£  But  thou  forever  art  our  Lord  ; 
And  powerful  is  thine  hand, 
As  when  the  Heathens  felt  thy  fword, 
And  perifh'd  from  thy  land. 

7   Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  caufe  thine  ear  to  hear  ; 

Accept  the  vows  thy  children  pay, 

And  free  thy  faints  from  fear. 

3  Proud  tyrants  fhall  no  moreopprefs, 

No  more  defpife  the  juft  ; 

And  mighty  finners  fhall  confefs, 

They  are  but  earth  and  duft. 

Psalm      XI.     Long  Metre. 
God  loves  the  righteous,  and  hates  the  wicked. 

1  TV  /TY  refuge  is  the  God  of  love  ; 

XV JL   Why  do  my  foe*  infult  and  cry, 
Fly  like  a  timorous  trembling  dove, 
To  diflant  woods  or  mountains  fl\  f 

2  If  government  be  once  deflroy'd, 
(That  firm  foundation  of  our  peace) 
And  violence  make  juftice  void, 
Where  fhall  the  righteous  feek  redrefs  ? 

3  The  Lord  in  heaven  has  fix'd  his  throne, 
His  eye  furveys  the  world  below  ; 


PSALM         XII.  25 

To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known  ; 
His  eye-lids  fearch  our  fpirits through, 

4  If  he  afriicishis  faints  fo  far, 

To  prove  their  love,  and  try  their  grace, 
What  may  the  bold  tranfgreiTors  fear  ? 
His  foul  abhors  their  wicked  ways. 

£  On  impious  wretches  he  fhall  rain 
Sulphurous  flames  of  wafting  death, 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 
Of  Sodom,  with  his  angry  breath. 

-6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  fouls, 
V/hofe  thoughts  and  actions  are  fincere, 
And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 
The  men  that  his  own  image  bear. 

Psalm     XII.      Long  Metre. 

The  Saint's  Safety  and  Hope  in  evil  Times  :  Or,  Sin: 
of  the  Tongue  complained  of,  viz.  Blafphsmy, 
lalfhood,  &c. 

i     A  LPv^IGHTY  God  appear  and  fave  ! 
JLjL  For  vice  and  vanity  prevail; 
The  godly  perifh  in  the  grave, 
Thcjuft  depart,  the  faithful  fail. 

2  The  whole  difcourfe  when  crouds  are  met, 
Is  filPd  with  trifles  loofe  and  vain  \ 
Their  lips  are  flattery  and  deceit, 

And  their  proud  language  is  profane. 

3  But  lips  that  with  "deceit  abound, 
Shall  not  maintain  their  triumph  long  : 
The  God  of  vengeance  will  confound 
The  flattering  and  blafpheming  tongue, 

4  Yet  fhall  our  words  be  free,  they  cry, 
Our  tongues fiall  be  controuVd  by  none  1 
Where  is  the  Lord  %illafk  us  why  f 
Or  fay  our  lips  are  not  our  own  f 

C 


*6  PSALM        XII. 

5  The  Lord  who  fees  the  poor  oppreft, 
And  hears  th'  oppreffo-r's  haughty  {train, 
Will  rife  to  give  his  children  reft, 

Nor  fhall  they  truft  his  word  in  vain. 

6  Thy  word,  O  Lord,  though  often  try'd, 
Void  of  deceit  fhall  ftill  appear  ; 

Not  filver,  feven  times  purify'd 
From  drofs  and  mixture  mines  fo  clear. 

j»  Thy  grace  (hall  in  the  darkeft  hour 
Defend  from  danger  and  furprife  ; 
Tho*  when  the  vileft  men  have  power, 
On  every  fide  oppreffors  rife. 

Psalm     XII.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  of  a  general  Corruption  of  Manners  .*    ar} 
The  Promife  and  Signs  of thrift's  coming  to  Judgment, 
a   TTELP,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail, 
JT1     Religion  loofes  ground  ! 
The  fons  of  violence  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound  ; 

a  Their  oaths  and  promifes  they  break 
Yet  aft  the  flatterer's  part  ; 
With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  fpeak, 
Aad  with  a  double  heart. 

3  If  we  reprove  fome  hateful  lie, 

They  fcorn  our  faithful  word  : 
"  Are  not  our  lips  our  own,"  they  cry, 
'*  And  wkojhall  be  our  Lord  ?" 

4  Scoffers  appear  on  every  fide, 

Where  a  vile  race  of  men 
It  rais'd  to  feats  of  power  anc  pride. 
And  bears  the  fword  in  vain. 
Pause. 

q  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 
And  blafphemy  grows  bold, 
When  faith  is  rarely  to  be  fo»nd» 
And  love  it  waxing  cold ; 


PSALM        XIII.  97 

"Is  not  thy  chariot  hafteningon  ? 

Haft  thou  not  given  the  fign  ? 
May  we  not  truft  and  live  upon 

A  promife  fo  divine  ? 

u  Yes,  faith  the  Lord,  now  will  I  rifej 

"  And  make  th'  oppreffors  flee  ; 
"  I  fhall  appear  to  their  furprife, 

"  And  fetmy  fervant3  free." 

Thy  word,  like  filver  feven  times  try'dj 

Through  ages  fhall  endure  : 
The  men  that  in  thy  truth  confide. 

Shall  find  thy  promife  fure. 


T  s  a  l  m     XIII.     Common  Metre. 

Complaint  under  the  Temptation  of  the  Devil. 

3   T  TOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  ? 
X  JL   My  God  how  long  delay  ? 
When  fhall  I  feei  thofe  heavenly  rays 
That  chafe  my  fears  away  ? 

'2  How  long  fhall  my  poor  labouring  foul 
Wreft le  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  controul, 
And  eafe  my  raging  pain. 

3  See  how  the  Prince  of  darknefs  tri*3 

All  his  malicious  arts  ; 
He  fpreads  a  mift  around  my  eyes, 
And  throws  his  firey  darts; 

4  Be  thou  my  Son,  and  thou  my  fhield, 

My  foul  in  fafety  keep  ; 
Make  hafte  before  mine  eyes  are  feal'd 
In  death's  eternal  fleep. 

5  How  would,  the  tempter  boaft  aloud, 

Should  I  become  his  prey  ! 
Behold  the  fons  of  hell  grow  proud 
To  fee  thy  long  delay. 


zS  PSALM         XIV. 

6  But  theylhall  fly  at  thy  rebuke, 

And  Satan  hide  his  head  ; 
H?  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 
And  bears  thy  voice  with  dread. 

7  Thou  wilt  dlfplay  that  fovereign  grace 

Whence  all  my  comforts  fpring  : 
I  fhall  employ  my  lips  in  praife, 
And  thy  lalvation  fing. 


Psalm      XIV.      Firji  Part.      Com.  Metre. 
By  nature  all  men  are  jmners. 

1  TT'OOLS  in  their  hearts  believe  and  fay, 
JL     "  That  all  religion's  vain, 

"  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 
'*  Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men." 

2  From  thoughts  fo  dreadful  and  profane 

Corrupt  difcourfe  proceeds  ; 
And  in  their  impious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds, 

3  The  Lord,  from  his  celeftial  throae 

Look'd  down  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  man  that  fought  his  grace, 
Or  did  his  juftice  know. 

4  By  nature  all  are  gone  affray, 

Their  practice  all  the  fame  ; 
There'*  none  that  fears  his  Maker's  hand, 
There's  none  that  loves  his  name. 

c  Their  tongues  are  us'd  to  fpeak  deceit, 
Their  flanders  never  ceafe  ; 
How  fwift  to  mifchief  are  their  feet ; 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace. 


6  Such  feeds  of  fin  (that  bitter  root] 
In  every  hrart  are  found  ; 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit, 
Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 


PSALM      XIV.  XV.  29 

P  s  a  i  m     XIV.    Second  Part.    Com.  Metre. 

The  Folly  of  Pcrfecutors. 

1   A  RE  fmners  now  fo  fenfelefs  grown 
XX  That  they  the  faints  devour  ? 
And  never  worfhip  at  thy  throne, 
Nor  fear  thine  awful  power  ? 

5  Great  God,  appear  to  their  furprife, 
Reveal  thy  dreadful  name^f 
Let  them  no  more  thy  wrath  defpife, 
Nor  turn  our  hope  to  fhame. 

3  Doft  thou  not  dwell  among  the  juft  ? 

And  yet  our  foes  deride, 
That  we  fhould  make  thy  name  our  truft  J 
Great  God,  confound  their  pride. 

4  Oh  that  the  joyful  day  were  come 

To  finifh  our  diftrefs  ! 
When  God  fhall  bring  his  children  home, 
Our  fongs  fhall  never  ceafe. 

P-sA  1  m     XV.     Common  Metre. 

Gharatler  of  a  Saint  ;  or,   a  Citizen  of  Zion  ;  or3 
the  Qualifications  of  a  Ckrifiian. 

i  TX7HO  fhall  inhabit  on  thy  hill, 
VV       O  God  of  holinefs  ? 
Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
So  near  his  throne  of  grace  ? 

2  The  man  that  walks  in  pious  ways, 

And  works  with  righteous  hands  ; 
That  truft's  his  Maker's  promis'd  gracej 
And  follows  his  commands. 

3  He  fpeaks  the  meaning  of  his  heart, 

Nor  flanders  with  his  tongue  ; 

Will  fcarce  believe  an  ill  report, 

N>px  do  bis  neighbour  wrong, 


3*  P     S     A     L     M       X,:. 

4  The  wealthy  firmer  he  contemns, 

Loves  all  thatfeai  ti.e  Lord; 
And  tho'  to  his  own  hurt  he  fwea/5, 
StiLji  he  performs  his  woid. 

5  His  hands  drfdain  a  golden  bribe, 

And  never  wrong  the  poor  ; 
Th;s  man  fhaJ]  dweil  with  God  on  earth, 
And  faid  his  heaven  fecure. 

P  s   a   Jm     XV.     Long  Met-. 
Religion  and  ju  flier,  Goodnrfs  and  Truth  ;  or,  Du~ 
ties  to  God  and  Man  ;  or,  the  Qualifications    of  a 
Chrijlian. 
t    "W/HO   fhall  afcend  thy  heavenly  place, 
VV     Great  God,   and  dwell  before  ihy  face  ? 
The  man  that  minds  reiigion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below  ; 

2  Whofe  hands  arc  pure,  whofe  heart  is  clean  ; 
Whofe  lips  ffill  fpeak  the  thing  they  mean  ; 
Noflandeis  dwell  upon  his  tongue  ; 

He  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

3  [Scarce  will  he  truft  an  ill  report, 
Or  vent  it  to  his  neighbour's  hurt  : 
Sinners  of  ftate  he  can  defpife, 

But  faints  are  honour'd  in  his  eyes. 3 

4  [Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  flood, 
Aad  always. makes  his  pomife  good, 
Nor  dares  to  change  the  thing  he  fwears, 
Whatever  pain  or  lofs  he  bears.] 

5  [He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 

And  mourns  that  juftice  fhould  be  fold  : 
While  others  fcorn  and  wiong  the  poor, 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  door.] 

$  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  thofe  that  eurfe  him  to  his  face  ; 
And  doth  to  all  men  flill  the  fame 
That  he  would  hop?  qj  wifh  from  (fteffii 


PS     A     L     M       XVI.  -i 

7  Yet,  when  his  holieft  works  are  done, 
His  foul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  fhall  fee, 
And  dwell  forever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

Psalm     XVI.     Firji  Part.     Long  Metre, 

Cpnfejfion  of  our  poverty  /and,  Saints  the  befi  Cc?r*~ 
pany  ;   or,  Good  Works  profit  Men,  not  God. 

i    ORESERVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need?v 
X      For  fuccour  to  thy  throne  I  flee, 
But  have  no  merits  there  to  plead  ; 
My  gocdnefs  caanot  reach  to  thee. 

2  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confefl 
How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am  ; 
My  praife  can  never  make  thee  bleft,. 
Nor  add  new  glories  to  thy  name. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  faints  on  earth  may  reap- 
Some  profit  by  the  good  we  do  ; 
Thefe  are  the  company  I  keep, 

Thefe  are  the  choiceft  friends  I  know, 

4  Let  others  chufe  the  fons  of  mirth 
To  give  a  reirfh  to  their  wine  ? 

I  iove  the  men  of  heaveniy  birth-, 
Whofe  thoughts  and  language  are  divine. 

Psalm     XVI.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre, 
Chrift's  Allfufficiency. 

i    T  TOW  fall  their  guilt  and  forsowsrifej. 
JLJL  Who  hafte  to  feek  fome  idol  god  I 
I  will  not  tafte  their  facrifice, 
Their  offerings  of  forbidden  blood. 

2  My  God  provides  a  richer  cup, 
And  nobler  food  to  live  upon  ; 
He  for  my  life  has  offer'd  up  ; 
Jefus,  his  beft  beloved  Son. 

3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feaft  ; 

By  day  hi$<ouafels  guide  me  light  % 


32  PSALM      XVI. 

And  be  his  name  forever  bleft, 
Who  gives  me  fweet  advice  by  night. 

4  1  fet  him  ftill  before  mine  eyes  ; 
At  my  right  hand  he  ftands  prepar'd 
To  keep  my  foul  from  all  furprife,  * 

And  be  my  everlafting  guard. 

Psalm     XVI.     Third  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Courage  in  Death,  and  Hope  of  the  Refurreflio::. 

a  T  \  THEN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  ii  ftrong, 
VV     His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop  : 
Be  glad  my  heart,  rejoice  my  tongue, 
My  dying  flelh  (hall  reft  in  hope. 

a  Though  in  the  duft  I  lay  my  head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  foul  forever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lofe  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

3  My  flefh  fhall  thy  flrft  call  obey, 
Shake  off  the  duft,  and  rife  on  high  ; 
Then  fhaltthou  lead  the  wondrous  way 
Up  to  the  throne  above  the  fky. 

4  There  dreams  ofendlcfs  pleafure  flow  ; 
And  full  difcoveries  of  thy  grace 
(Which  we  but  tafted  here  below) 
Spread  heavenly  joys  through  all  the  place. 

Psalm  XVI.   i— 8,   Firjl  Part.   Com.  Metre. 

Support  and  Counfel from,  God  without  Merit. 

%    QAVE  me,  O  Lord,  from  every  foe  ; 
O   Intheemytruft  I  place, 
Though  all  the  good  that  I  can  do 
Can  ne'er  deferve  thy  grace  ; 

5  Yet  if  my  God  prolong  my  breath, 

The  faints  may  ftill  rejoice. 
The  faints,  the  glory  of  the  earth. 
The  people  of  my  choice* 


F    S    A    L    M      XVI.  33 

3  Let  heathens  to  their  idols  haft, 
And  worfnip  wood  or  ftone  ; 
But  my  delightful  lot  is  caft. 
Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

4  His  hand  provides  rny  conftant  food, 
He  fills  ray  daily  cup  ; 
Much  am  I  pleas'd  with  prefent  good3 
But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

5-  God  i3  my  portion  and  my  joy  y 
His  counfels  are  my  light  : 
He  gives  me  fweet  advice  by  day, 
And  gentle  hints  by  night. 
6  My  foul  weuld  all  her  thoughts  approve 
To  his  all- feeing  eye  ; 
Not  death  nor  hell  my  hope  fhall  move 
While  fuch  a  frieed  is  nigh. 

Psalm  XVI.    Second  Part.    Common  Metre, 

The  Death  and  Refurreclion  c/Chriit. 

i   "  T   SET  the  Lord  before  my  face, 
J.   "  He  bears  my  courage  up  : 
"  My  heart,  my  tongue  their  joys  exprefb, 
"  My  flefh  fhall  reft  in  hope. 

2  ls  My  fpirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 

"  Where  fouls  departed  are; 
"  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave 
"  To  fee  corruption  there. 

3  "  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life 

"  And  raife  me  to  thy  throne  : 
"  Thy  courts  immortal  pleafure  give, . 
"  Thy  prefence  joys  unknown." 

4  [Thus  in  the  name  of  Chrift  the  Lord, 

The  holy  David'tihg, 
And  Providence  fulfils  the  word. 
Of  his  prophetic  tongue,. 


34  PSALM      XVIL 

5  Jefus,  whom  every  faint  adores, 

Was  crucify'd  and  flain  ; 
Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  reftores, 
Behold  he  lives  again. 

6  When  fhall  my  feet  arife  and  ftand 

On  heaven's  eternal  hills  ? 
There  fits  the  Son  at  God 'a  right  hand, 
And  there  the  Father  fmiles.] 

Psalm     XVI I.  Ver  13.  &c.    Short  Metre. 

Portion  of  Saints  and  Sinners  ;  ort  Hope  and  Def- 

pair  in  Death. 

1  A    RISE,  my  gracious  God, 
JTl.  And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
They  are  but  thv  chaftifing  rod 

To  drive  thy  faint* to  thee. 

2  Behold  the  finner  dies, 

His  haughty  words  are  vain  ; 
Here  in  this  life  his  pleafurelies, 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 

And  boaft  of  all  his  ftore  ; 
The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 
My  foul  can  wifh  no  more. 

4  I  fhall  behold  the  face 

Of  my  forgiving  God  ; 
And  ftand  complete  in  righteoufnefa, 
Wafn'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 
£  There's  a  new  heaven  begun 
When  I  awake  from  death, 
Dreft  in  the  likenefs  of  thy  Son, 
And  draw  immortal  breath. 

Psalm     XV 1 1.     Long  Metre. 
The  Sinner's  Portion  and  Saint's  Hope  ;  or,  the  He*. 

ven  offeparate  Souls,  and  the  Refurreilion. 
1    T    ORlS.  I  am  thine  :   but  thou  wilt  prove 
-Lrf  My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love  i 


'PS    A    L     M      XVII.  S£ 

When  men  of  fpife  againft  me  join, 
They  are  the  fword,  the  hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below  ; 
;Tis  all  the  happinefs  they  know, 

'Tis  all  they  feek . ;  they  take  their  fhares  5 
And  leave  the  reft  among  their  heirs\ 

3  What  finners  value,  I  refign  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  : 
I  (hall  behold  thy  blifsful  face, 
And  Hand  complete  in  righteoufnefs. 

4  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  fhow  5 
But  the  bright  world,  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  joys  fubftantial  and  fincere  ; 
When  {hall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

5  O  glorious  hour  !  O  bleft  abode  ! 

I  fhall  be  near,  and  like  my  God  ?. 
And  flefh  and  fin  no  more  controul 
The  facred  pleafures  of  the  foul. 

$  My  flefh  fhall  flumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  laft  trumpet's  joyful  found  : 
Then  burft  the  chains  with  fweet  furprife» 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rife. 

Psalm    XVIII.    Firji  Part.     L»ng  Metre* 

Ver.   1—9.     15—18. 
Deliverance  from  Defpair  ;  or.  Temptation  overcome 
If  HHHEE  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  ftrength, 
X    My  rock,  my  tower,  my  high  defence  5 

Thy  mighty  arm  fhall  be  my  truft, 

For  I  have  found  falvation  thence, 
a  Death,  and  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 

Stood  round  me  with  their  difmal  fhade? 

While  floods  of  high  temptation  rofe, 

And  made  my  finking  foul  afraid. 

3  I  faw  the  opening  gates  of  hell, 

With  endlefs  pains  and  forrows  there, 
(Which  none  but  they  that  feel  can  teiJf 
While  I  was  kurry'4  to  defpair, 


36  PSALM      XVIII. 

4  In  my  diftrefs  I  call'd  my  God, 
When  I  could  fcarce  believe  him  mine; 
He  bow'd  his  ear  to  my  complaint  ; 
And  prov'd  his  faving  grace  divine. 

5  [With  fpeed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 
As  on  a  cherub's  wing  he  rode; 
Awful,  and  bright  as  lightning,  (hone 
The  face  ef  my  deliverer  God. 

6  Temptations  fled  at  his  rebuke, 
The  biaft  of  his  Almighty  breath  : 
He  fent  falvation  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  from  the  deeps  of  death.] 

7  Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great, 
Much  was  their  flrength,  and  more  their  rage  : 
But  Chrift,  my  Lord,  is  conqueror  ftill 

In  all  the  wars  the  proud  can  wage. 

S  My  fong  forever  fhall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour  ; 
And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  power. 

Psalm       XVIII. 

Second  Part  Ver.  20 — 26.  Long  Metre. 

Sincerity  proved  and  rewarded. 

2  T    ORD,  thou  haft  feen  my  foul  fincere, 
\~J  Haft  made  thy  truth  and  love  appear  : 
Before  mine  eyes  I  fet  thy  laws, 

And  thou  haft  own'd  my  righteous  caufe. 

0.  Since  I  have  learn'd  thy  holy  ways, 
I've  walk'd  upright  before  thy  face  : 
Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 
Thy  love  reclaim'd  my  wandering  heart. 

3  What  fore  temptations  broke  my  reft  ! 
What  wars  and  ftrugglings  in  my  breaft  ! 
But  through  thy  grace  thst  reigns  within, 
I  guard  agaicft  my  darling  fin. 

A  That  fin  that  clofe  befets  me  ftill, 
That  works  and  drives  againft  my  will ; 


PSA      L     M       XVIII.  .37 

When  (hall  thy  fpirk's  fovereign  power 
Deftroy  it,  that  it  rife  bo  more. 

$  With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 

Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward  ; 

The  kind  and  faithful  fouls  fhall  find 

A  God  as  faithful  and  as  kind. 
6  And  men  that  love  revenge  fhall  know, 

God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too  : 

The  juft  and  pure,  fhall  never  fay, 

Thou  art  more  pure,  more  juft  than  they. 
Psalm     XVIII.     Third  Part.    Long  Metre 
Ver.  30,  31,  34,  35,  36,  &c 

1  TUST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word5 
ftJ    Great  Rock  of  my  fecure  abode  : 
Yv'ho  is  a  God  befide  the  Lord  ? 

Or  where's  a  refuge  like  our  God  ? 

2  'Tis  he  that  girds  me  with  bis  might, 
Gives  me  his  holyfword  to  wield  ; 
And  while  with  fin  and  hell  I  fight, 
Spreads  his  falvation  for  my  fbield. 

3  He  lives,  and  bleffings  crown  his  reign. 
The  God  of  my  falvation  lives, 

The  dark  defigns  of  hell  are  vain  ; 
While  heavenly  peace  my  Father  gives. 

4  Before  the  fcoffers  of  the  age, 

I  will  exalt  mv  Father's  name, 

Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage, 

But  meet  reproach,  and  bear  the  fhame, 

5  To  David  and  his  royal  feed 
Thy  grace  forever  fhall  exrend  ; 

Thy  love  to  faints,  in  Chrijl  their  head. 
Knows  not  a  limit,  nor  an  end. 

Psalm  XVIII.  Firft  Part.   Common  Metre, 
Vitiory  and  Triumph  over  Temporal  Enemies. 

»  "1  ~K7E  ]ove  thee>  Lord,  and  we  adore, 
V  V     Now  is  thine  arm  reveal'd  ; 
D 


3*  PSALM        XVIII. 

Thou  art  our  ftrength,  our  heavenly  tower, 
Our  bulwark  and  our  fhield. 

a  We  fly  to  our  eternal  Rock, 
And  find  a  fure  defence  ; 
His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke, 
And  draw  falvation  thence. 

3  When  God  our  leader  fhines  in  arms, 

What  mortal  heart* can  bear 

The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms  ? 

The'  lightning  of  nia  fpear  ? 

4  He  .rides  upon  the  winged  wind, 

And  antcis  in  array 
In  millions  wait  to  know  his  mind, 
And  fwift  as  flames  obey. 

§  He  fpeaks^and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 
Whole  armies  are  difmay'd  ; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look 
Strikes  all  their  courage  dead 

He  forms  our  generals  for  the  field, 

With  all  their  dreadful  (kill  : 
Gives  them  his  awful  fword  to  wield, 

And  makes  their  hearts  of  fteel. 
7  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  bleft 

For  his  own  church's  fake  ; 
The  powers  that  give  his  people  reft, 

Shall  of  his  care  partake. 

Psalm     XVIII.  Second  Part.  Com.  Metre, 

The  Conqtfctcr's  Song* 
I  rTHO  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 
X     The  triumphs  of  the  day  ; 
They  terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 
And  melt  their  ftrength  away. 

%  'Tis  by  thy  aid  our  troops  prevail, 
And  break  united  powefs, 
Or  burn  their  boaftcd  fleets,  or  fcale 
The  proudeft  of  their  towers. 


PSALM      XIX.  39 

3  How  have  we  chas'd  them  through  the  field, 

And  trod  them  to  the  ground, 
While  thy  falvatioo  was  our  fiueld, 
But  they  no  fhelter  found  } 

4  In  vain  to  idol  faints  they  cry, 

And  perifh  in  their  blood  ; 
Where  is  a  rock  fo  great,  fo  high, 
So  powerful  as  our  God  ? 

5  The  God  of  Jfraeltvtx  lives  ; 

His  name  be  ever  bleft  ; 
'Tishis  own  awn  the  vi&ory  gives, 
And  gives  his  people  reft. 
P  s  a  l  .p     XIX.      Btf,  Part.    Short  Metre, 
The  Book  of  Nature  and- Scriptyre. 
For  a  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

a   T>EHOLD  the  lofty  fky 
Xj  Declares  its  maker  God, 
And  all  the  ftarry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  power  abroad. 

2  The  darknefs  and  the  light 

Still  keep  their  courfe  the  fame  ; 
While  night  to  day  and  day  to  night 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3  In  every  different  land 

Their  general  voice  is  known ; 
Tfcey  fhew  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
And  orders  of  his  throne, 

4  Ye  chriftian  lands,  rejoice, 

Here  he  reveals  his  word  ; 
We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5  His  ftatutes  and  commands 

Are  fet  before  our  eyes, 
He  puts  his  gofpel  in  our  hands, 
Where  our  falvation  lies. 


4»  PSALM      XIX. 

6  His  laws  are  juft  and  pure, 

His  truth  without  deceit, 
His  promifes  forever  fure, 
And  his  rewards  are  great. 

7  [Not  honey  to  the  tafte 

Affords  fo  much  delight  ; 
Nor  gold  that  has  the  furnace  pafs'd 
So  much  allures  the  fight. 

8  While  of  thy  works  I  fing, 

Thy  glory  to  proclaim, 
Accept  the  praife,  my  God,  my  King, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name.] 

Psalm     XIX.     Second  Part.     Short  Metre. 

€od's  Wordmojt  excellent  ;  or,  Sincerity  and  Watck- 

fulnefs. 

For  a  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  T>EHOLD  the  morning  fun 
-D  Begins  his  gltuious  way  : 

His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run. 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gofpel  comes 

It  fpreads  diviner  light, 
It  calls  dead  finners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  fight. 

3  How  perfeft  is  thy  word  ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  juft, 
Forever  fure  thypromife,  Lord, 
And  men  fecurely  truft. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given  ! 
Oh  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven  ! 
Pause. 

5  J  heard  thy  word  with  love, 

And  I  would  fain  obey  : 
Send  thy  good  fpirit  from  above 
To  guide  aie  left  I  {tray 


PSALM       XIX.  41 

€    Oh  who  can  ever  find 

The  errors  of  his  ways  ? 
Yet  with  a  bold  prefusnptuous  mind 
I  would  not  dare  tranfgrefs. 

7  "Warn  me  of  every  fin, 

Forgive  my  fecret  faults, 
And  cleanfe  this  guilty  foul  of  mine, 
Whofe  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts. 

8  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 

I  fpread  *hy  praife  abroad  ; 
Accept  the  worfhip  and  the  fong, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

Psalm     XIX.     Long  Metre. 

The  Books  of  Nature,  and  Seripture  compared  ;  & 

the  Clory  and  Succefs  of  the  Gofpel. 

X  *  I  ^HE  heavens  declare  thy  glory  Lord, 
A     In  every  ftar  thy  g<?odnefs  fhines  \ 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines, 

2  The  rolling  fun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confefs  ; 
But  the  bleft  volume  thou  haft  writ, 
Reveals  thy  juftice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon  and  ftars  convey  thy  praife 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  Sand  ; 
So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 

It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  every  land. 

4  Ncr  fhall  thy  fpreading  gofpel  reft 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run  ; 
Till  Chriji  has  all  the  nations  bleft, 
That  fee  the  light  or  feel  the  fun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs,  arife, 

Blefs  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light  5 
Thy  gofpel  makes  the  fimple  wife, 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right, 
D  a.. 


4*  PSALM      XIX. 

6  Thy  nobleft  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  fouls  renew'd  and  fins  forgiven, 
Lord,  cleanfe  my  fins,  my  foul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 

FsalmXIX.  To  the  Tune  of  the  113th  Pfalm. 

The  Book  of  Nature  and  Scripture. 

i  /">  RE  AT  God,  the  heaven's  well  order'd  fram- 
VJT  Declares  the  glories  of  thy  name  : 

There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  fhine  ; 
A  Thoufand  Many  beauties  there, 
A  thoufand  radiant  marks  appear 

Of  boundlefs  power  and  (kill  divine. 

2  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light, 

Le&ures  of  heavenly  wifdom  read  : 
With  filent  eloquence  they  raife 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praife, 

And  neither  found  nor  language  need. 

3  Yet  their  divine  inftru&ions  run 
Far  as  the  journies  of  the  fun, 

And  every  nation  knows  their  voice  : 
The  fun,  like  fome  young  bridegroom  dec  ft, 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  the  eaft, 

Rolls  round  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice. 

4  Where  e'er  he  fpreads  his  beams  abroad, 
He  fmiles,  and  ("peaks  his  maker  God  ; 

All  nature  joins  to  fhew  thv  praife  : 
Thus  God  in  every  creature  fhiaes  ; 
Fair  is  the  book  of  nature's  lines 

But  fairer  is  the  book  of  grace. 
Pause. 

5  I  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word  ; 
What  light  and  joy  thofe  leaves  afford 

To  fouls  benighted  and  diureft  ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way, 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  ftray, 

Thy  promife  leads  my  heart  to  reft. 


PSALM      XX.  43 

6  From  the  discoveries  of  thy  law 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw  : 

Thefe  are  my  ftudy  and  delight  ; 
Not  honey  fo  invites  the  Ufle, 
Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  paft 

Appears  fo  pieafingto  the  fight. 

7  Thy  threatenings  wake  my  numbering  eyes, 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies  ; 

But  'tis  thy  bleffed  gofpel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty 'confidence  clean, 
Converts  my  foul,  fubdues  my  fin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 

8  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  fecret  faults, 

And  from  prefumptuous  fins  reftrain  ; 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praife, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace 

And  book  of  nature  not  in  vain. 

Psalm      XX. 
Prayer  and  Hope  ofVitlory. 
For  a  Day  of  Prayer  in  Time  of  War. 
i   TVTOW  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace 
jL^J    Attend  his  people's  humble  cry  1 
Jehovah  hears  when  Ifrael  prays, 
And  brings  deliverapce  from  on  high. 

2  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends, 
When  bucklers  fail  and  brazen  walls  ; 
He  from  his  fan&uary  fends 
Succour  and  drength  when  Zion  calls. 

3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  fighs, 
His  love  exceeds  our  beft  deferts  ; 
His  love  accepts  the  facrifice 

Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts. 

4  In  his  falvation  is  our  hope, 
And  in  the  name  of  Ifrael's  God, 
Our  troops  fhall  lift  their  banners  up, 
Our  navies  fpread  their  flags  abroad, 


44  PSALM      XXI. 

5  Some  truft  in  horfes  train'd  for  war, 
And  Come  of  chariots  make  their  boafts  ; 
Our  furefl  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heavenly  hofts. 

6  [O  may  the  memory  of  thy  name 
Infpire  our  armies  for  the  fight  ! 
Our  foes  fhall  fall  and  die  with  fhame, 
Or  quit  the  field  with  coward  flight.] 

7  Now  fave  us,  Lord,  from  flavifh  fear, 
Now  let  our  hopes  be  firm  and  ftrong, 
Till  thy  falvation  fhall  appear, 

And  joy  and  triumph  iaife  the  fong. 

Psalm     XXI.     Common  Metre. 
National  Ble/fings  acknowledged. 
l    TN-thee,  great  God,  with  fongs  of  praife, 
-L    Our  favour'd  realms  rejoice  ; 
And,  bleft  with  thy  falvation,  raife 
To  heaven  their  cheerful  voice. 

j  Thy  fure  defence,  through  nations  round, 
Hath  fpread  our  rifing  name, 
And  all  our  feeble  efforts  crown'd 
With  freedom  and  with  fame. 

)  In  deep  diftrefs  our  injur'd  land 
Implor'd  thy  power  to  fave  ; 
For  life  we  pray'd  ;  thy  bounteous  hand 
The  timely  bleffing  gave. 

.  Thy  mighty  arm,  eternal  Power, 
Oppos'd  thrir  deadly  aim, 
In  mercy  fwept  them  from  our  fhore, 
And  fpread  their  fails  with  fhame. 

On  thee,  in  want,  in  woe  or  pain, 

Our  hearts  alone  rely  ; 
Our  rights  thy  mercy  will  maintain, 

And  all  our  wants  fupply. 

Thus,  Lord,  thy  wondrous  power  declare, 
And  frill  exalt  thy  fame  ; 


PSALM     XXI.  XXII  45 

While  we  glad  fongs  of  praife  prepare, 

For  thine  Almighty  name.    * 
P   s    a    l    mv  XXI.      i— -9.  Long  Metre. 
Chriji  exalted  to  the  Kingdon. 
\   T^v  AVID  rejoic'd  in  God  his  ftrength, 
A  J  Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  fpecial  grace, 
But  Chriji  the  fon  2ppears  at  length, 
Fulfils  the  triumph  and  the  praife. 

2  How  great  the  bleft  Mejiah's.  joy 
In  the  falvation  of  thy  hand  ! 

Lord,  thou  haft  rais'd  his  kingdom  high3 
And  given  the  world  to  his  command. 

3  Thy  goodnefs  grants  whate'er  he  will, 
Nor  doth  the  leaft  requeft  with-hold  ; 
Bleffingsof  love  prevent  him  ftill, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 

4  Honour  and  Majefty  divine 
Around  his  facred  temples  fhine  ; 
Bleft  with  the  favour  of  thy  face, 
And  length  of  everlafting  days. 

§  Thine  hand  fhall  find  out  all  his  foes  ; 
And  as  a  fiery  oven  glows 
With  raging  heat  and  riving  coals, 
So  fhall  thy  wrath  devour  their  fouls. 

Psalm  XXII.  1— 16.  Firjt  Part.  Com.  Metre. 
The  Sufferings  and  Death  ofCkriJL 

1  T  T  THY  has  my  God  my  foul  forfook, 

V  V     Nor  will  a  fmiie  a£ord  ? 
(Thus  David  once  in  anguifh  fpoke, 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord.) 

2  Though  'tis  thy  chief  delight  to  dwell 

Among  thy  praifing  faints, 
Yet  thou  can;ft,hear  our  groans  as  well, 
And  pity  our  complaints. 

3  Our  fathers  trufted  in  thy  name, 

And  great  deliverance  found  : 


*6  PSALM       XXII. 

But  I'm  a  worm  defpis'd  of  men, 
And  trodden  to  the  ground. 

4  With  making  head  they  pafs  me  by, 
And  laugh  my  foul  to  fcorn  : 
In  vain  he  trujls  in  God,  they  cry, 
Negltded  and  forlorn. 

£  But  thou  art  he,  who  form'd  my  flefli, 
By  thine  almighty  word  ; 
And  fince  I  hung  upon  the  bread 
My  hope  is  in  the  Lord. 

6  Why  will  my  father  hide  his  face 

When  foes  Hand  thieatning  round 
In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  diftrefs, 
And  not  an  helper  found  ? 
Pause. 

7  Behold  thy  darling  left  among 

The  cruel  and  the  proud, 
By  foes  encompafs'd  fierce  and  ftrong, 
As  lions  roaring  loud. 

8  From  earth  and  hell  my  forrows  meet, 

To  multiply  the  fmart  ; 
They  nail  my  hands,  they  pierce  my  feet, 
And  try  to  vex  my  heart. 

9  Yet  if  thy  fovereign  hand  let  loofe 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell, 
Why  will  my  heavenly  Father  bruife 
The  fon  he  loves  fo  well  ? 

so  My  God,  if  pnffible  it  be, 
With-hold  this  bitter  cup  ; 
But  I  refign  my  will  to  thee, 
And  drink  the  forrows  up. 

n   My  heart  diffolves  with  pangs  unknown, 
In  groans  I  wafte  my  breath  ; 
Thy  heavy  hand  has  brought  me  down, 
Low  as  the  dull  of  death. 

12   Father,  I  give  my  fpirit  up, 
And  truft  it  in  thy  hand  ; 


PSALM       XXII,  47 

My  dying  flefn  mall  reft  in  hope, 
And  rife  at  thy  command. 

Psalm  XXII.  20,  21,  27 — 31.  Second  Part. 
Common  Metre. 

1  M  '^TOWfrom  the  roaring  lion's  rage, 

l\    li  0  Lord,  protecl  thy  Son, 
**  Nor  leave  thy  darling  to  engage 
"  The  powers  of  hill  alone.'" 

2  Thus  did  our  fuffering  Saviour  pray 

With  mighty  cries  and  tears, 
God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 
And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 

3  Great  was  the  victory  of  his  death 

His  throne  exalted  high  / 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth 
Shall  worfhip  or  mall  die. 

4  A  numerous  offspring  muftarife 

From  his  expiring  groans  ; 
They  mail  be  reckon'd  in  his  eyes 
For  daughtefs  and  for  fons. 

5  The  meek,  and  humble  fouls  mall  fee 

His  table  richly  fpread  ; 
And  all  that  feek  the  Lord  mall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 

6  The  ifles  mall  know  the  righteoufritfs 

Of  our  incarnate  God, 
And  nations  yet  unborn  profefs 
Salvation  in  his  blood. 

P  s.  a    l    m     XXII.     Long  Metre, 
Chrijl's  Sujferi?igs  and  Exaltation. 
i    TVTOW  let  our  mournful  longs  record 
1\    The  dying  forrOws  of  our  Lord, 
When  he  comphrin'd  in  tears  and  blood, 
As  one  forfaken  of  his  God. 

2  The  Jews  behold  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  make  their  heads  and    laugh  in  feern; 


48  PSALM      XXIII. 

"  He  refcued  others  from  the  grave 
"  Now  let  him  try  himfelf  to  fave. 

2  "  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend 
"  God  was  his  father  and  his  friend  ; 
«  If  God  the  bleffed  lov'd  him  fo, 

**  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now  ? 

4  Oh  favage  people  !   cruel  priefts ! 

How  they  flood  round  like  raging  beads  ; 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  lefthim  in  their  power. 

5  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
TiH  flreams  of  blood  each  other  meet  ; 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  died. 

6  But  God  his  father  heard  his  cry  ; 
Rais'd  from  the  dead  he  reigns  on  high  ; 
The  nations  leern  his  righteoufnefs, 
And  humble  finners  tafte  his  grace. 

Psalm     XXIII.     Long  Metre 

God  our  Shepherd. 

3  "\  TY  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord  ; 

i-VJL   Now  fhall  my  wants  be  well  fupply'd, 
His  providence  and  holy  word 
Become  my  fafety  and  my  guide. 

2  In  paflures  where  falvation  grows 
He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  reft, 
There  living  water  gently  flows, 
And  all  the  food  divinely  bleft. 

3  My  wandering  feet  his  ways  miftake  ; 
But  he  reftores  my  foul  to  peace, 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's   fake, 
In  the  fair  paths  of  righteoufnefs. 

4  Though  I  walk  through  the  gloomy  vale, 
Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  are, 

My  heart  and  hope  fhall  never  fail, 
Tor  God,  my  fhepherd's  with  me  there. 


PSALM       XXIIL  49 

5  Ainidft  the  darknefs  and  the  deeps 
Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  ftay; 
Thy  ilaff  fupports  my  feeble  fteps, 
Thy  rod  dirtfis  my  doubtful  way. 

6  The  fons  of  earth  and  fons  of  hell 
Gaze  at  thy  goodneis.  and  repine 
To  fee  my  table  fprcad  fo  well 
With  living  bread  and  checiful  wine. 

7  [How  I  rejoice,  when  on  my  head 
Thy  Spirit  condefcends  to  reft  ! 
'Tis  a  divine  anointing  {bed, 

.    Like  oil  of  gladnefs  at  a  feaft. 

8  Surely  the  mercks  of  the  Lord 
Attend  his  houfhold  all  their  days  : 
Ther:  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  word, 
To  feek  his  face,  and  ling  his  praife.1 

Psalm     XXIII.      Common  Metre, 

i   ~h  ITY  Shepherd  will  fupply  my  need, 
i.VX  Jthovah  is  his  name  ; 
In  paftures  frefh  he  makes  me  feed, 
Befide  the  living  ftream. 

2  He  brings  my  wandering  fpirit  back  , 

When  I  forfake  his  ways, 
And  leads  me  for  his  mercy's  fake 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 

3  When  I  wark  through  the  (hades  of  deadi, 

Thy  prefence  is  my  ftay  ; 
One  word  of  thy  fupporting  breath 
Drives  all  my  fears  away. 

•4  Thy  hand  in  fight  of  all  my  foes 
Doth  frill  my  table  fpread  ; 
My  cup  with  bleiTings  overflows, 
Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 

5  The  fure  provifions  of  my  God- 
Attend  me  all  my  days  ; 
E 


50  PSALM      XXIII, 

Oh  may  thy  houfe  be  mine  abode, 
And  all  my  work  be  praife  ! 

6  There  would  I  find  a  fettled  reft, 
(While  others  go  and  come) 
No  more  a  flranger  or  a  gueft, 
But  like  a  child  at  home. 

Psalm     XXIII.     Short  Metre 

1  rT,HE  Lord  my  fhepherd  is, 

X     I  fhail  be  well  fupply'd  ; 

Since  he  is  mine  and  I  am  his, 

What  can  I  want  befide  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place, 

Where  heavenly  pafture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pafs, 
And  full  falvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  aftray, 

He  doth  my  foul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  moft  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  hi*  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
Tho'  I  fhould  walk  thro'  death's  dark  fhade, 
My  fhepherd's  with  me  there. 

$   Amid  furrounding  foes 

Thou  doft  my  table  fpread, 
My  cup  with  bleffings  overflow*, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 
6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  following  days  ; 
Nor  from  thy  houfe  will  I  remove, 
Norceafe  to  fpeak  thy  praife. 
Psalm     XXIV.     Common  Metre, 
Dwelling  with  God. 
«.  rT,HE  earth  forever  is  the  Lord's 
A     With  Adam's  numerous  race  ; 
He  rais'd  its  arches  o'er  the  floods, 
And  built  it  on  the  feas. 


PSALM      XXIV  £3 

2  But  who  among  the  fons  of  men 

May  vifit  thine  abode  ? 
He  that  has  hands  from  mifchief  clean, 
Whofe  heart  is  right  with'  God. 

3  This  is  the  man  may  rife  and  take 

The  bleffings  of  his  grace  ; 

This  is  the  lot  of  thofe  that  feek 

The  God  of  Jacob's  face. 

4  Now  let  our  foul's  immortal  powers, 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare, 

Lift  up  their  everlafting  doors, 

The  king  of  glory's  near. 

5  The  king  of  glory  !   Who  can  tell 

The  wonder6  of  his  might  ? 
He  rules  the  nations  ;  but  to  dwell 
With  faints  is  his  delight. 
Psalm     XXIV.     Long  Metre. 
Saints  dwell  in  Heaven  ;  or  Chrift's  Afcention. 
i  HPHIS  fpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 

JL    And  men  and  worms,  and  beafts  and  birds 
He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  feas, 
And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling-place. 

2  But  there's  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  fky  ; 
Who  fhall  afcend  that  bleft  abode, 
And  dwell  fo  near  his  Maker  God  ? 

3  H  e  that  abhors  and  fears  to  fin, 

Whofe  heart  is  pure,  whofe  hands  are  clean, 
Him  fhall  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  blefs, 
And  clothe  his  foul  with  righteoufnefs. 

4  Thefe  are  the  men,  the  pious  race, 
That  feek  the  God  of  Jacob's  face  ; 
Thefe  fhall  enjoy  the  blifsful  fight 
And  dwell  in  everlafting  light. 

Pause. 

5  Rejoice,  ye  fhining  worlds  on  highj 
B  ehold  the  King  of  glory  nigh  j. 


52  PSALM       XXV. 

Who  can  this  King  of  glory  be  ? 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 

6  Ye  heavenly  gates,  your  leaves  difplay, 
To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  way  : 
Laden  with  fpoils  from  earth  and  hell, 
The  Conqueror  comes  with  God  to  dwell. 

7  Rais'd  from  the  dead  in  royal  ftate, 
He  opens  heaven's  eternal  gate, 

To  give  his  faints  a  bleft  abode, 

Near  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

P  s   a   l   m     XXV.     l—ii.     Fir/1  Part, 
r  for  Pardon  and  Dir'.clion. 
\    T   Lift  my  foul  to  God, 
JL    My  trail  is  in  his  name  ; 

Let  not  mv  foes  that  feek  my  blood 
Still  triumph  in  my  ihame. 

•>   Sin  and  the  powers  of  hell 
Pevfuademe  to  defpair  ; 
Lord,  make  me  know  thy  coveaai-   w  ?'-,■ 
That  I  may  'fcapc  the  faare. 

3  From    gleams  of  dawning  light 
"   Till  evening  fnades  arife, 
For  thy  falvation,  Lord,  I  wait, 

With  ever-longing  eyes. 

4  Remember  alfthy  grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  ; 

Forgive  the  fins  of  riper  days, 

And  follies  of  my  youth. 

g  The  Lord  is  juft  and  kind* 

The  meek  fhall  learn  his  ways,- 
And  every  humble  finner  find 
The  methods  of  his  grace. 

6  vFor  his  own  goodnefs  fake 

He  faves  my  foul  from  fhame  ; 
He  pardons  (tho'  my  guilt  be  great) 
Thro'  my  Redeemer's  name. 


PSALM       XXV.  53 

Psalm    XXV.   12,  14,  10,  13.     Second  Part. 
Short  Metre.      Divine  Injiruclion. 

1  TX7HERE  fhall  the  man  be  found, 

V  V     That  fears  t'  offend  his  God, 
That  loves  the  gofpel's  joyful  found, 
And  trembles  at  the  rod  ? 

2  The  Lord  fhall  make  him  know 

The  fecrets  of  his  heart, 
The  wondeis  of  his  covenant  fhow. 
And  all  his  love  impart, 

3  The  dealings  of  his  power 

Are  truth  and  mercy  ftill, 
With  fuch  as  keep  his  covenant  fure. 
And  love  to  do  his  will. 

4  Their  fouls  fhall  dwell  at  eafe 

Before  their  Maker's  face, 
Their  feed  fhall  taite  the  promifes 
In  their  extenfive  grace. 

P  s  a  l  ,m     XXV.     15—22.     Third  Part. 

Short  Metre. 
Dijlrefi  of  foul ;  or,  Backjliding  and  Defer -tier.,-, 

1  "JV/TINL  eyes  and  my  defire 
1VJL  Are  ever  to  the  Lord, ; 

I  love  to  plead  his  promis'd  grace 
And  reft  upon  his  word. 

2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  foul, 

Bring  thy  falvation  near  1 
When  will  thy  hand  affift  my  feet   ; 
To  'fcape  the  deadly  fnare  ? 

3  When  fhall  the  fovereign  grace 

Of  my  forgiving  God 
Reftore  me  from  thofe  dangerous  way$ 
My  wandering  feet  have  trod  ? 

£  The  tumult  of  my  thoughts 

3>$th  but  enlarge  my  woe |.  , 
E  a. 


54  PSALM       XXVI. 

My  fpirit  languifhes.  my  heart 
Is  defolate  and  low. 

5  With  every  morning  light 

My  forrow  new  begins  ; 
Look  on  my  anguifhand  my  pain, 
And  pardon  all  my  fins. 

Pause. 

6  Behold  the  hoftsof  hell, 

How  cruel  is  their  hate  ! 
Againft  my  life  they  rife,  and  join 
Their  fury  with  deceit. 

;;   Oh  keep  my  foul  from  death, 
Nor  put  my  hope  to  fhame, 
For  I  have  plac'd  myonlytruft 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

8  With  humble  faith  I  wait 
To  fee  thy  face  again  ; 
Ot  Ifrael  it  fhall  ne'er  be  faid, 
He  fought  the  Lord  in  vain. 

Psalm     XXVI.     Long  Metre. 
Self-Lxaviination  ;  or,   Evidences  of  Grace* 

j     TUDGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways; 
^J    And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart  j 
My  faith  upon  thy  promife  ftays, 
Nor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart. 

•j.   I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  t»  fit 
With  men  of  vanity  and  lies  ; 
The  fcoffer  and  the  hypocrite 
Are  the  abhorrence  of  mine  eyes, 

3  Amongftthy  faints  will  J  appear 
Array'd  in  robes  of  innocence  ; 
But  when  I  fland  before  thy  bar, 
The  blood  of  Chrijl  is  my  defence, 

4  1  love  thy  habitation,  Lofd, 

The  temple  where  thine  honours  dwell  3 
There  fhall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  iclL 


PSALM       XXVII  55 

^  Let  not  my  foul  be  join'd  at  lafl 
With  men  of  treachery  and  blood, 
Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  paft 
Among  the  faints,  and  near  my  God. 
Psalm     XXVII.     x— 6.     Firjl  Part, 

The  Church  is  our  Delight  and  Safety, 

1  *  J  '"HE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 

A     And  my  falvation  too  ; 
God  is  my  ftrength  ;  nor  will  I  fear  ? 
What  all  my. foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  defires  \ 

Oh  grant  me  mine  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  faints, 
The  temples  of  my  Gcd; 

3  There  fhal  II  offer  my  requefts 

And  fee  thy  beauty  fliil  ; 
Shall  hear  thy  meffages  of  love, 
And  there  enquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rife  and  ftorms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide  ; 
God  has  a  ftroug  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  foul  abide. 

5  Now  fhall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around, 
And  fongs  of  joy  and  viftory 
Within  thy  temples  found. 

P-  §.  a  l  m    XXVII.    8,9,  13,  14.    Second  Pari*  ..^ 

Common  Metrje.  Prayer  and  Ht)p£, 

i    QQON  as  I  heard  my  Father  fay, 

O   "y  e  children  feek  my  grace,'* 

My  heart  reply'd  without  delay, 

"  P II feek  my  father's  face." 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me5 
Nor  frown  my  foul  away  ; 
Gcd  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  tbe§ 
lis  a  diitreffwg  day, 


56  PSALM       XXVIII. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred  near  and  dear 

Leave  mc  to  want  or  die, 
My  God  will  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  fupply. 

4  My  fainting  flefh  had  died  with  grief, 

Had  not  my  foul  believ'd, 

To  fee  thy  grace  provide  relief, 

Nor  was  my  hope  deceiv'd. 

5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  faints, 

And  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
He'll  raife  your  fpirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

?  i   a   l   u     XXVIII.     Long  Metre. 

God  in:  Refuge  of  the  JJIicled. 

i  /T^O  thee,  O  Lord,  I  raife  my  cries  ; 
X     My  fervent  prayer  in  mercy  hear  ; 
For  ruin  waits  my  trembling  foul, 
If  thou  refufe  a  gracious  ear. 

2  When  fuppliant  tow'rd  thy  holy  hill, 
I  lift  my  mournful  hands  to  pray, 
Afford  thy  grace,  nor  drive  me  ftill, 
With  impious  hypocrites  away, 

3  To  fons  of  falfehood,  that  defpife 
The  works  and  wonders  of  thy  reign, 
Thy  vengeance  gives  the  due  reward, 
And  finks  their  fouls  to  endlefs  pain. 

4  Bnt^ever  bleffcd  be  the  Lord, 

Whofe  mercy  hears  my  mournful  voice, 
My  heart,  that  trulied  in  his  word, 
In  his  falvation  fhall  rejoice. 

^  Let  every  faint,  in  fore  diftrefs, 
By  faith  approach  his  Saviour  God  ; 
Then  grant,  O  Lord,  thy  pardoning  grace, 
And  feed  thy  church  with  hcaycnly  food*. 


PSALM       XXIX.     XXX.        57 
Psalm     XXIX.     Long  Metre. 
Storm  and  Thunder. 

f^  IVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  fame. 
^-^  Givg  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power, 
Afcribe  due  honors  to  his  name, 
And  his  eternal  might  adore, 
The  Lord  proclaims  his  power  aloud 
Thro'  every  ocean,  every  land  ; 
His  voice  divides  the  watery  cloud, 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 

He  fpeaks,  and  temper},  hail  and  windj 
Lay  the  wide  foreft  bare  around  ; 
The  fearful  hart,  and  frighted  hind, 
Leap  at  the  terror  of  the  found. 

To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 
And  lo,  the  ftately  cedars  break  ; 
The  mountains  tremble  3t  the  noife3. 
The  vallies  roar,  the  deferts  quake. 

The- Lord  fits-fov-ereign  on  tht  flood  >■ 
The  Thunderer  reigns  forever  king  ; 
But  makes  his  church  bis  bleft  abode. 
Where  we  his  awful  glories  fing. 

In  gentler  language,  there  the  Lord 
The  counfel  of  his  grace  imparts  : 
Amidftthe  raging  ftorm,  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  hearts. 

s  a   l   m     XXX.     Firft  Part.     Long  Metre, 
Sicknefs,  lualed^  and  Sorrows  removed. 

I   Will  extol  thee,  Lord,  en  feigh, 
At  thy  command  difeafes  fly  : 
Who  but  a  God  can  fpeak  and  fave 
Prom  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  ? 
Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  faints,  and  prove 
How  large  his  grace,  how  kind  hislove> 
Let  all  your  powers  rejoice  and  trace 
The  wondrous  records  of  his  grace* 


58  PSALM      XXX. 

3  His  tnger  but  a  moment  flays  ; 
His  love  is  life  and  length  of  days  ; 
Tho'  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 
The  morning-ftar  reftores  the  joy. 

Psalm  XXX.  ver.  6.  Second  Part .  Long  Metre 
Health,  Sicknefs,  and  Recovery. 

i   T7IRM  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 
JL     And  I  prefum'd  'twould  ne'er  benight  ;. 
Fondly  I  faid  within  my  heart, 
11  Pleafure  and  peace Jhall  ne'er  depart.*' 

2  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  ftrong, 
Which  made  my  mountain  ftand  fo  long  'r 
Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  died. 

3  I  cried  aloud  to  thee  my  God  ; 

"  Whatcanft  thou  profit  by  my  blood  ? 

M  Deep  in  the  duft  can  I  declare 

"  Thy  truth,  or  fing  thy  goodnefs  there  ? 

4  '*  Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace,  I  faid, 

"  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead  :" 
Thy  word  rebuk'd  the  pains  I  felt, 
Thy  pardoning  love  remov'd  my  guilt. 
$  My  groans,  and  tears,  and  forms  of  woe, 
Are  turn'd  to  joy  and  praifes  now  ; 
I  throw  my  fackcloth  on  the  ground, 
And  eafe  and  gladnefs  gird  me  round. 

6  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
Shall  ne'er  befilent  of  thy  name  ; 
Thy  praife  mall  found  thro'  earth  and  heaven, 
For  fieknefs  heal'd,  and  fins  forgiven. 
Psalm  XXXI.  5,  13—21,  22,  23.  Firfi  Part. 
Common  Metre- 
Delivcrancefrom  Death. 
1  nPO  thee,  O  God  of  truth  and  love 
JL     My  fpirit  I  commit  ; 
Thow  haft  redcem'd  my  foul  from  c'ea'.h, 
And  fav'd  me  from  the  pit. 


p    S    A    L     M      XXXI  59 

Defpair  and  comfort,  hope  and  fear 

Maintain'd  a  doubtful  ftrife  ; 
While  forrow,  pain,  and  fin  confpir'd 

To  take  away  my  life. 

"  My  time  is  in  thy  hand,  I  cried, 

"  Though  I  draw  near  the  duji  :" 
Thou  art  the  refnge  where  I  hide, 

The  God  in  whom  I  truft. 

Oh  make  thy  reconciled  face 

Upon  thy  fervaut  fhine, 
And  fave  me  for  thy  mercy's  fake, 

Tor  I'm  entirely  thine. 

Pause. 
'Twas  in  my  hafte,  my  fpirit  faid, 

"  Imuji  defpair  and  die, 
"  I  am  cut  off before  thine  eyes  ;" 

But  thou  haft  heard  my  cry. 

Thy  goodnefs  how  divinely  free  ! 

How  fweet  thy  fmilingface, 
To  thofe  that  fear  thy  majefty, 

And  truft  thypromis'd  grace. 

O  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  faints, 

And  fing  his  praifes  loud  ; 
He'll  bend  his  ear  to  your  complaints, 

And  recompence  the  proud. 

s  a  l  m  XXXI.     7 — 33,  n — 21. Second  Part, 
Common  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  Slander  and  Reproach, 

MY  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
My  God,  my  heavenly  truft  ; 
Thou  haft  preferv'd  my  face  from  fhame, 
Mine  honour  from  the  duft. 

"  My  life  is  fpent  with  grief,  I  cried, 

"  My  years  confum'd  in  groans, 
'**  My  ftrength  decays,  mine  eyes  are  driedj 

"And  forrow  Avaftes  my  bones." 


S3  PSALM      xxxn; 

3  Among  mine  enemies  my  name 

A  proverb  vile  was  grown, 
While  to  my  neighbours  I  became 
Forgotton  and  unknown. 

4  Slander  and  fear  on  every  fide, 

Seiz'd  and  befet  me  round, 
I  to  thy  throne  of  grace  applied, 
And  fpeedy  refcue  found. 
Pause. 

5  How  great  deliverance  thou  haft  wrought 

Before  the  fons  of  men  : 
The  lying  lips  to  filence  brought, 
And  made  their -boafling  vain  ! 

»  Thy  children  from  the  flrife  of  tongues 
Shall  thy  pavilion  hide, 
Guard  them  frcm  infamy  and  wrongs, 
And  crufh  the  fons  of  pride. 

7   Within  thy  Secret  prefence,  Lord, 
Let  me  forever  dwell  ; 
-No  fenced  city  wall'd  and  barr'd 
Secures  a  faint  fo  well. 
P  s   a   i.   m     XXXII.     Short  Metre. 
Forgivenefs  of  Sins  upon  Confejion. 

1  /""\H  bleffed  fouls  are  they 

V_>/  Whofe  fins  are  cover'd  o'er  ! 

Divinely  bleft,  to  whom  the  Lord 

Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  paft, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  ; 
Their  lips  and  lives  without  deceit 
Shall  prove  their  faith  fincerc. 

3  While  I  conceal'd  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  feftering  wound, 
Till  I  confefs'd  my  lins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 
t  Let  finners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  faints  keep  near  the  throne  : 


P    S     A     L     M       XXXII.  63 

Our  help  in  times  of  deep  diftreis, 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

Psalm      XXXII.     Common  Metre. 

Free  Pardon    and jintere  Obedience;  or,  ConfeJJion 
and  F&rgivenejs. 

1  T  T  OW  bleft  the  man  to  whom  his  God 
XjL    No  more  imputes  his  fin, 

But  wafh'd  in  rfie  Redeemer's  blood 
Hath  made  his  garments  clean  ! 

2  And  bleft  beyond  expreffion  he, 

Whofe  debts  are  thus  difcharg'd  : 
While  from  the  guilty  bondage  free 
He  feels  his  foul  enlarg'd. 

3  His  fpirit  hates  deceit  and  lies, 

His  words  are  all  fincere  : 
He  guards  his  heart,  he  guards  his  eyes, 
To  keep  his  confeience  clear. 

4  While  I  my  inward  guilt  fuppreft, 

No  quiet  could  I  find  ; 
Thy  wrath  lay  burning  in  my  breaft, 
And  rack'd  .my  tortur'd  mind. 

5  Then  I  confefs'd  my  troubled  thought*, 

My  fecret  fins  reveal'd, 
Thy  pardoning  grace  forgave  my  faults, 
Thy  grace  my  pardon  feal'd. 

6  This  fhall  invite  thy  faints  to  pray  ; 

When  like  a  raging  flood 
Temptations  rife,  our  ftrength  arid  ftay 
Is  a  forgiving  God. 

Psalm     XXXII.     Firjl  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Repentance  and  free  Pardon  7  or,  jfujtijication-and 
San£ttf.cation. 

1   "RLEST  's  tne  man5  forever  bleft, 

-AJ  Whofe  guilt  is  pardon'd  by  his  God» 
F 


62  PSALM       XXXII. 

Whofe  fins  with  forrow  are  confefs'd 
And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  blood. 

2  Before  his  judgment  feat  the  Lord 

No  more  permits  his  crimes  to  rife  ; 
He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward, 

And  not  oa  works  but  grace  relies. 

3  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  arc  free, 

His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 
With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  fincere. 

4  How  glorious  is  that  righteoufnefs 

That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  fins  ! 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 

Through  all  his  life  appears  and  fhines. 

Psalm    XXXII.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
A  guilty  Confcience  eafedby  Confcjfion  and  Pardon. 

1  TX7HILE  I  keep  filence  and  conceal 

VV  My  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart, 
What  torments  doth  my  conicience  feel  .' 
What  agonies  of  inward  fmart  ! 

2  I  fpread  my  fins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  fecrec  faults  confefs  ; 
Thy  gofpel  fpeaks  a  pardoning  word, 
Thine  holy  fpirit  feals  the  grace. 

3  For  this  fhall  every  humble  foul 
Make  fwift  addreffes  to  thy  feat  : 
When  floods  of  huge  temptations  roll, 
There  fhall  they  find  a  bleft  retreat. 

4  How  fafe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 

When  days  grow  dark,  and  ftorras  appear  ? 
And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye 
Shall  guide  me  fafc  from  every  fnare. 

Vs  a  l  m    XXXIII.     Firji  Part.    Com.  Matre. 

Works  of  Creation  and  Providence. 
1    'O  EJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
Xv    This  work  belongs  to  you  ; 


P    S    A    L     M      XXXIII.  63 

Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 
How  holy,  juft  and  true  ! 

2  His  mercy  and  his  righteoufnefs 

Let  heaven  and  earth  proclaim  ; 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wondrous  name, 

3  His  word,  with  energy  divine, 

Thofe  heavenly  arches  fpread, 
Bade  ftarry  hofts  around  them  mine, 
And  light  the  heavens  pervade. 

4  He  taught  the  fwellihg  waves  to  flow 

Totheirappointed  deep  ; 
Bade  raging  feas  their  limits  know, 

And  &11  their  flation  keep. 
£  Ye  tenants  of  the  fpacious  earth, 

With  fear  before  him  ftand  ; 
He  fpake,  and  nature  took  its  birth, 

And  refts  on  his  command. 
€  He  fcorns  the  angry  nations'  rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  defigns  ; 
His  counfel  ftands  through  every  age, 

And  in  full  glory  fhines. 

Psalm    XXXIII.  Second  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Creatures  vain,  and  God  Allfufficient. 
■x  T>  LEST  is  the  nation,  where  the  Lord 
-D  Hath  fix'd  his  gracious  throne  ? 
Where  he  reveals  his  heavenly  word, 
And  calls  their  tribes  his  own. 

2  His  eye,  with  infinite  furvey, 

Does  the  whole  world  behold  ; 
Heform'd  us  all  of  equal  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mouJd. 

3  Kings  are  not  refcued  by  the  force 

Of  armies  from  the  grave  ; 
Nor  fpeed  nor  courage  of  an  horfe 
Can  his  bold  rider  fav  e. 


G*  P    S     A     L     M       XXX  TIL 

4  Vain  is  the  ftrength  of  benfts  or  m^n, 

Nor  fprings  our  fafety  thence  ; 
But  holy  fouls  from  G^d  obtain 
A  ftrong  and  fure  defence. 

5  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  truft  : 

When  plagues  or  famine  fpread, 
His  watchful  eye  fecures  the juft, 
Among  ten  thouiand  dead. 

»  Lord,   let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice, 
And  blefs  us  from  thy  throne  ; 
For  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
A  nd  truft  thy  grace  alone. 
Psalm  XXXIII.  As  the  113th  Pfalm,  Firjl  Part. 

Works  of  creation  and  Providence, 
i    "V7"E  holy  fouls  in  God  rejoice, 

X     Your  Maker's  praife  becomes  your  voice, 
Great  is  your  theme,  your  fongs  be  new  ; 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  word,  his  ways, 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
How  wife  and  holy,  juft  and  true  ! 

2  Behold,  to  earth's  remoteft  ends, 
His  goodnefs  flows,  his  truth  extends; 

His  power  the  heavenly  arches  fpread  ; 
His  word,  with  energy  divine, 
Bade  ftarry  hofts-  around  them  fhine, 

And  light  the  circling  heavens  pervade. 

3  His  hand  collefts  the  flowing  feas  ; 
Thofe  watery  treafures  know  their  place, 

And  fill  the  ftore-houfe  of  the  deep  : 
He  fpake,  and  gave  all  nature  birth  ; 
And  fires  and  feas,  and  heaven  and  earth 

His  everlafting  orders  keep. 

4  Let  mortals  tremble  and  adore 
A  God  of  furh  refiftlefs  power, 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rage  : 
Vain  are  your  thoughts,  and  weak  your  hand*, 
But  his  eternal  counfel  ftand*. 

And  rules  the  world  from  age  to  age. 


PSALM      XXXIV.  6,5 

Psal  m  XXXIII.  As  the  1 13th  Phlm.  Second  Part, 

Creatures  vain,  and  God  All-fujjicient. 
1   /^\H  happy  nation,  where    the  Lord 
V^  Reveal's  the  treafure  of  his  word, 

And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne  ! 
His  eye  the  heathen  world  furveys, 
He  form'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways, 
But  God  their  maker  is  unknown. 

3  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  hoft, 

And  of  his  ftrength  the  champion  boaft, 

In  vain  they  boaft  in  vain  rely  ; 
In  vain  we  truft  the  brutal  force, 
Or  fpeed  or  courage  of  an  horfe, 

To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  fly. 

3  The  arm  of  our  almighty  Lord 
Doth  more  fecure  defence  afford, 

"When  deaths  or  dangers  threatening  fland  j 
Thy  watchful  eyepreferves  the  juft, 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  truft, 

When  wars  or  famine  wafte  the  land. 

4  In  ficknefs  or  the  bloody  field, 
Our  great  phyfician  and  our  fhield, 

Shall  fend  falvation  from  his  throne  ; 
We  wait  to  fee  thy  goodnefs  fhine  ; 
Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 

For  all  our  hope  is  God  alone. 

Psalm  XXXIV.  Firfi  Part.  Long  Metre, 
God's  care  of  the  Saints  ;  or  Deliverance  by  prayer, 
a   T    ORD,  I  will  blefs  thee  all  my  days, 

A.  A     Thy  praife  fhall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  5 

My  foul  fhall  glory  in  thy  grace, 

While  faints  rejoice  to  hear  the  fong, 

S  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me> 
Let  every  heart  exalt  his  name  \ 
I  fought  the  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  expos'd  my  hope  to  fhame, 
I  a 


GS  PSALM        XXXIV. 

3  I  told  him  all  my  fecret  grief, 

My  fecret  groaning  reach  'd  his  ears  ; 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 
And  calm'd  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 

4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes, 
With  heavenly  joy  their  faces  ihine, 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  fides 
Fills  them  with  light  and  love  divine. 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Around  the  men  that  ferve  the  Lord  ; 
Oh  fear  and  love  him,,  all  his  faints, 
Tafte  ofhis  grace,  and  truft  his  word. 

€  The  wild  young  lions,  pinch'd  with  paia 
And  hunger,  roar  through  all   the  wood; 
But  none  fhall  feck  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  {applies  of  real  good. 

Psalm     XXXIV.   it— 22.  Second   Part. 
Long  Metr?. 
Religions  Eiucalion  ;  or,  Injiru&ions  of  piety. 
1    /"CHILDREN,  in  years  and  knowledge  young, 
K~s   Your  parents'  hope,  your  parents'  joy, 
Attend  the  counfels  of  my  tongue, 
Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ. 

2   If  you  defire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  flate, 
Reftrain  your  feet  from  impious  ways, 
Your  lips  from  flander  and  deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  faints, 
His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries  ; 
He  fets  his  frowning  face  againft 
The  fons  of  violence  and  lies. 

4.  To  humble  fouls  and  broken  hearts 
God  with  his  grace  is  ever  nigh  ; 
Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts 
When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 

5  He  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groans, 
His  5on  redeems  their  foufs  from  death  j 


P    S     A     L     M       XXXIV.  &? 

His  fpirit  heals  their  broken  bones, 
His.  praife  employs  their  tuneful  breath. 

Psalm     XXXIV.     1— 10.     Firji  Part, 

Common  Metre. 
Prayer  and,  Praije  for  eminent  Deliverance, 

I'LL  biefs  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  ; 
How  good  arc  all  his  ways  V 
Ye  humble  fouls  that  ufe.  to  pray, 
Come,  help  my  lips  to  praife. 

2  Sing  to  the  honour  of  his  name, 
How  a  poor  fufferer  cried, 
Nor  was  his  ho^e  exposed  to  fliame,. 

Nor  was  his  fuit  denied. 

j  When  threatening  forrows  round  me  flood* 
And  endlefs-fears  arofe, 
Like  the  loud  billows  of  a  i$ood, 
Redoubling  all  my  woes. 

I  I  told  the  Lord  my  fore  diftrefc,. 
With  heavy  groans  and  tears  ; 
He  gave  my  fharpefr  torments  eaie*. 
And  fileuc'd  all  my  fears.. 

P    A     USE. 

j  [Oh  finners,  come  and  tafte  his  love., 

Come,  learn  his  pl'eafant  ways, 
And  let  your  own  experience  prove 
The  fweetnefs  of  his  grace. 

He  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  tents 

Round  where  his  children  dwell  j 
What  ills  their  heavenly  care  prevents 

No  earthly  tongue  can  tell.] 

[Oh  love  the  Lord,  ye  faints  of  his  t 

His  eye  regards  thejuft, 
How  richly  blefs'd  their  portion  is, 

Who  make  the  Lord  their  truft  ! 

Young  lions  pinch'd  with  hunger  roar, 
Andtamifh  in  the  wood  ; 


68  PSALM      XXXV. 

BurGod  fupplies  his  holy  poor 
With  every  needful  gooc] 

Psalm     XXXIV.     11—22.     Second  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

Exhortation  to  Peace  and  Holinefs. 
1    /"^  OME,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord, 
V-^    And  that  your  days  be  long, 
Let  not  afalfe  or  fpiteful  word 
Be  found  upon  your  tongue. 

a  Depart  from  mifchief,  pra&ife  love, 
Purfuethe  works  of  peace; 
So  fhall  the  Lord  your  ways  approve, 
And  fet  your  fouls  at  eafe. 

2  His  eyes  awake  to  guard  the  jufr, 
His  ears  attend  their  cry  ; 
When  broken  fpirits  dwell  in  duft, 
The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 

4  What  tho'  the  forrows  here  they  tafU 

Are  fnarp  and  tedious  too, 
The  Lord  who  faves  them  all  at  laft, 
Is  their  fupportcr  now. 

5  Evil  fhall  fmite  the  wicked  dead  ; 

But  God  fecures  his  own, 
Prevents  the  mifchief  when  they  Aide, 
Or  heals  the  broken  bone. 

6  When  defolation  like  a  flood 

O'er  the  proud  finner  rolls, 
Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  God, 
For  he  redeem'd  their  fouls. 
Psalm     XXXV.   Ver.  12,  13,  14. 
Love  to  Enemies  :  or,  the  Love  ofChriJi  to  Sinners 

typified  in  David, 
i   T>E HOLD  the  love,  the  generous  loYC 
_D  That  holy  David  fhows  ; 
Behold  his  kind  companion  mQYfc 

For  his  affli&cd  foes, 


PSALM       XXXVI.  69- 

2  When  they  are  Tick,  his  foul  complains, 

And  feems  to  feel  the  fmart ; 
The  fpirit  of  the  go f pel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 

3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole 

As  for  a  brother  dead  ! 
And  failing  mortified  his  foul, 
While  for  their  life  he  prayrd. 

4  They  groan'd,and  curs'd  him  on  their  bed, 

Yet  Mill  he  pleads  and  mourns  ; 
And  double  bleflings  on  his  head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 

5  Oh  glorious  type  of  heavenly  graee  ! 

Thus  Chrijl  the  Lord  appears  ; 
While  finners  curfe,  the  Saviour  prays, 
And  pities  them  with  tears. 

£  He,  the  true  David,  IJrael's  king, 
Bleft  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  fave  us  rebels  dead  in  fm 
Paid  his  own  deareft  blood. 

"Psalm     XXXVI.     5 — 9.     Long  Metre. 
The  Perfections  and  Providence  of  God  ;  or,  General' 

Providence  and  Special  Grace. 
%    TT I GH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
XJl  Thy  goodnefs  in  full  glory  fhines  ; 
Thy  truth  {hall  break  through  every  cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  defigns. 

2  Forever  firm  thy  jnftice  ftands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  ; 
Wife  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands, 
Thy  judgements  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large, 
Both  man  and  beaft  thy  bounty  fhare  ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge,. 
But  faints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  My  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace  ! 
Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  fprmgs  5 


7°  PSALM      XXXVI. 

The  fons  of  Adam  indiftrefs 
Fly  to  the  fhadow  of  thy  wings. 

5  From  the  provifions  of  thy  houfe 
We  fhall  be  fed  with  fweet  repair.  ; 
There  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 
And  brings  falvation  to  our  tafte. 

6  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free, 
Springs  from  the  prefence  of  my  Lord  ; 
And  in  thy  light  our  fouls  fnall  fee 
The  glories  promis'd  in  thy  word. 

Psalm   XXXVI.     1.2,5,6,7,9.    Com.  Metre. 
Practical  Atheifm  expofed;  or,  the  Being  and  Attri- 
butes of  God  ajferted. 

1  T  X  J"HILE  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways. 

VV      And  yet  a  God  they  own, 
My  heart  within  me  often  fays, 

"  Their  thoughts  believe  there's  none. 

2  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  once  declare 

(VVhate'er  their  lips  profefs) 
God  hath  no  wrath  for  them  to  fear, 
Nor  will  they  feek  his  grace. 

3  What  ftrange  felf-fiattery  blinds  their  eyes 

Rut  there's  a  haftening  hour, 
When  they  fhall  fee  with  fore  furpriie 
The  terrors  of  thy  power. 

4  Thyjuftice  fhail  maintain  its  throne, 

Though  mountains  melt  away  ; 
Thy  judgements  are  a  world  unknown, 
A  deep,  unfathom'd  fea. 

5  Above  thefe  heavens'  created  rounds, 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  extend  ; 
Thv  truth  out-lives  the  narrow  bounds. 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 

6  Safety  to  man  thy  goodnefs  brings, 

Nor  overlooks  rlie  beaft  ; 
Beneath  the  fnadow  of  thy  wings 
Thy  children  chufe  to  reft. 


P    S     A     L     M       XXXVI.  71 

7  [From  thee,  when  creature-ftreams  run  low, 

And  mortal  comforts  die, 
Perpetual  fprings  cf  life  fhall  flow, 
And  raife  our  pkafures  high. 

8  Though  all  created  light  decay. 

And  death  clofe  up-our  eyes, 
Thy  piefence  makes  eternal  day 
£   Where  clouds  can  never-rife. 
Psalm     XXXVI.     1—7.     Short  Metre, 
Tfie  Wichcdntfs  of  Man,  and  the  Majejiy  of  God ;  o*> 

Practical  Atkeifm  expofed. 
a  T  X  THEN  man  grows  botd  in  fin, 
V  V     My  heart  within  me  cries, 
"  He  hath  no  faith  of  God  within, 
"  Nor  fear  before  his  eyes. 

£  [He  walks  a  while  conceal'd, 
In  a  felf- flattering  dream, 
Till  his  dark  crimes,  at  once  revealed, 
Expofe  his  hateful  name.] 

3  His  heart  is  faife  and  foul, 

His  words  are  fmooth  and  fair  ; 
Wifdom  is  banifh'd  from  his  foul, 
And  leaves  no  goodnefs  there. 

4  He  plots  upon  his  bed 

New  mifchiefs  to  fulfil ; 
He  fets  his  heart,  and  hand,  and  head 
To  praftife  all  that's  ill. 

.5  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 

Tho'  men  renounce  his  fear  ; 
Hisjuftice,  hid  behind  thecioudj 
Shall  one  great  day  appear. 

6  His  truth  tranfcends  the  fky, 

In  heaven  his  mercies  dwell ; 
Deep  as  the  fea  his  judgements  lie. 
His  anger  burns  to  hell. 

7  How  excellent  his  love, 

Whence  all  our  fafety  fprings ! 


ya  PSALM       XXXVH. 

Oh  cever  let  my  foul  remove 
From  underneath  his  wings. 

Psalm    XXXVII.     1—15.     Firjl  Pan. 

T'e  Cure  of  Envy,  Fretfulnefs  and  Unbelief  ;  or,tk: 
Rt-ioards  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wi'gked: 

1  T  T  7-HY  mould  I  vex  my  foul  and  fret, 

VV     To  fee  the  wicked  rife  ? 
Or  envy  finners  waxing  great, 
By  violence  and  lies  ? 

2  As  flowery  grafs  cut  down  at  noon, 

Before  the  evening  fades, 
So  fhall  their  glories  vanifh  foon, 
In  everlafting  fhades. 

3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  truft, 

And  pra&ife  all  that's  good  ; 
So  fhall  I  dwell  among-the  juft, 
And  He  provide  me  food. 

4  I  to  my  God  my  ways  commit, 

And  cheerful  wait  his  will  ; 
Thy  hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet; 
Shall  my  defires  fulfil. 

5  Mine  innocence  fhalt  thou  difplay, 

And  makethy  judgements  known, 
Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
And  glorious  as  the  noon. 

6  The  meek  at  laft  the  earth  poffefs, 

And  are  the  heirs  ot  heaven  ; 
True  riches,  with  abundant  peace, 
To  humble  fouls  are  given. 

Pause. 

7  Reft  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  way, 

Nor  let  your  anger  rife, 
Though  providence  fhould  long  delay, 
To  punifh  haughty  vice. 

g  Let  finners  join  to  break  your  peace, 
And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam  ; 


P    S    A    L     M      XXXVII.  73 

The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  fees 
Their  day  of  vengeance  tome, 

g  They  have  drawn  out  the  threatening  fword, 
Have  bent  the  murderous  bow, 
To  flay  the  men  that  fear  the  Lord, 
Arid  bring  the  righteous  low. 

10  My  God  fha.ll. break  the  bows,  and  burn 
Their  perfecting  dartt, 
Shall  their  own  f  words  againft  them  turn, 
And  pieree  their  ftubborn  hearts. 

Psalm  XXXVII.  16,  21,  26—31.  Stand  Part, 
Charity  to  the  poor  ;  or,  Religion  in  words  and  Deeds. 

1  T  T  THY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boail, 

VV     And  grow  profanely  bold  ? 
The  meaneft  portion  of  the  juft , 
Exaels  the  fumer's  gold. 

2  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  frieids, 

But  ne'er  defigns  to  pay  ; 
The  faint  is  merciful  and  lends, 
Nor -turns  the  poor  away. 

3  His  alms  with  liberal  heart  he  gives 

Amongft  the  tons  of  need  ; 
His  memory  to  long  ages  lives, 
And  bleffedis  his  feed. 

4  His  lips  abhor  to  talk  profane, 

To  (lander  or  defraud  ; 
His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men 
What  he  has  learn'd  of  God. 

5  The  lawand  gofpel  of  the  Lord 

Deep  in  his  heart  abide  ; 

Led  by  the  fpiritand  the  word 

His  feet  fhall  never  Hide. 

6  When  finners  fall,  the  righteous  ftand, 

Pr.eferv'd  from  every  fnare  \ 
They  fhall  peffefs  the  promis'd  lana% 
And  dwell  forever  there. 
G 


74  PSALM      XXXVIII. 

Psalm  XXXVII.  ver.  23—37.   Third  Part. 

The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 

2   "Ji  /TY  God,  the  fteps  of  pious  men 
-1VJL  Are  order'd  by  thy  will  : 
Though  they  mould  fall,  they  rife  again, 
Thy  hand  fupports  them  ftill. 

*  The  Lord  delights  to  fee  their  ways, 
Their  virtue  he  approves  : 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace* 
Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 

Q  The  heavenly  heritage  is  theirs, 
Their  portion  and  their  home  ; 
He  feafts  them  now.  and  makes  them  heirs 
Of  bleffings  long  to  come. 

4  Wait  oa  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  men, 

Nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown  : 
Ye  fhall  confefs  their  pride  wai  vain, 
Whenjuftice  calls  them  down. 

P      A      U      S       E. 

5  The  haughty  finner  have  I  feen 

Not  fearing  man  nor  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad  : 

6  And  lo,  he  vanifti'd  from  the  ground, 

Deftroy'd  by  hands  unfeen  ; 
Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  wa3  found 
Where  all  that  pride  had  ban. 

7  But  ma*k  the  man  of  righteoufnefs, 

His  feveral  fteps  attend ; 
True  pleafure  runs  thro'  all  his  ways, 

And  peaceful  is  his  end. 
P  s  a  1   m     XXXVIII.     Common  Metre. 

Guilt  of  Confcience  and  Relief;  or,  Repentance  and 
Prayer  for  Pardon  and  Health. 

4     A  MIDST  ihy  wrath  .remember  love, 
J\  Rcttore  thy  fervMt,  Lord, 


PSALM      VIIL 

Nor  let  a  Father's  chaftening  prove 
Like  an  avenger's  fword. 

£  Thine  arrows  ftick  within  my  heart, 
My  flefh  is  forely  preft  ; 
Between  the  forrows  and  the  fmart 
My  fpirit  finds  no  reft. 

3  My  fins  a  heavy  load  appear, 

And  o'er  my  head  are  gone  ; 
Too  heavy  they  for  me  to  bear, 
Too  hard  for  me  t'  atone. 

4  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  fea 

That  finks  my  comforts  down  ; 
And  I  go  mourning  all  the  day 
Beneath  my  father's  frown. 

$  Lord  I  am  weaken'd  and  difmay'd, 
None  of  rny  powers  are  whole  : 
My  wounds  with  piercing  anguifh  bleeda 
The  anguifh  of  my  foul. 

6  All  my  defires  to  thee  are  known, 

Thine  eye  counts  every  tear, 
And  every  figh  and  every  groan 
Is  notie'd  by  thine  ear. 

7  Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  hope  1 

My  God  will  hear  my  cry, 

My  God.  will  bear  my  fpirit  dp 

When  Satan  bids  ine  die. 

8  My  foes  rejoice  whene'er  I  Aide, 

To  fee  my  virtue  fail  7 
They  raife  their  pleafure  and  their  pride, 
Whene'er  their  wiles  prevail. 

9  But  I'll  confefs  my  guilty  ways, 

And  grieve  for  all  my  fin  ; 
I'll  mourn  how  weak  the  feeds  of  gxace> 
And  beg  fupport  divine. 

ao  My  God,  forgive  my  follies  paftj 
And  be  forever  nigh  ; 


;6  PSALM       XXXIX. 

O  Lord  of  .my  falvation  hafte, 
Before  thy  fervant  die. 

Psalm  XXXIX.  1.  2,  3.  Firjl  Part.  Com.  Metre. 

Watch  fulnefs  over  the  Tongue  ;  or,  Prudence  Z3  Zeah 
1   HHHUS  I  refoiv'd  before  the  Lord, 
X     "  Now  will  I  watch  my  tongue, 
* '  Left  I  let  flip  one  finful  word, 
"  Or  do  my  neighbour  wrong." 

s  Whene'er  conftrain'd  a  while  to  ftay 
With  men  of  lives  profane, 
I'll  fet  a  double  guard  that  day, 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 

3  I'll  fcarce  allow  my  lips  to  fpeak 
The  pious  thoughts  I  feel, 
Left  fcoffers  fhould  th'  oecafionuke 
To  mock  my. holy  zeal. 

Yet  if  fome  proper  hour  appear, 

I'll  not  be  over-aw'd, 
But  let  the  fcofhng  finners  hear 

That  we  can  fpeak  for  God, 

P  s  a  l  m   XXXIX.  4,  5,  6,  7.    Second  Part. 

The  Vanity  of  Man  as  mortal. 
a  f  I  "'EACH  me  the  meafureof  my  days, 
JL     Thou  maker  of  my  frame  ; 
1  would  furvey  life's  narrow  fpace, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 
3  A  fpan  is  all  that  we  can  boafl, 
An  inch  or  two  of  time  : 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dufl 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  fhadows  o'er  the  plain  ; 
They  rage  and  drive,  defire  and  love, 
But  all  the  noife  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  fhow, 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore, 


PSALM       XXXIX.  77 

They  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  who3 
And  ftrait  are  feen  no  more. 

c  What  mould  I  wifh  or  wait  for  then 
From  creatures,  earth  and  duft  ? 
They  make  our  expe&ations  vain, 
And  difappoint  our  truft. 

6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 
My  fond  defires  recal ; 
I  give  my  mortal  inlereft  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

P  s  a  l  m  XXXIX.  ver.  9—13.  Third  Pd?i. 
Sitk-Bed  Devotion  ;  or,  pleading  zvithout  repining. 
3    f~^  OD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 
VJ  Behold  the  pains  I  fee!  ; 
But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 
Nor  dare  difpute  thy  will. 

2  Difeafes  are  thy  fervants,  Lord, 

They  come*  at  thy  command  ; 
I'll  not  attempt  a  murrriering  word, 
Againft  thy  chafteninghand. 

3  Yet  I  may  plead  with  humble  cries, 

Remove  thy  fharp  rebukes  : 
My  ftrength  confurnes,  my  fpirit  dies, 
Through  thy  repeated  ftrokes. 

4  Crufh'd  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 

We  moulder  to  the  duft  ; 
Our  feeble  powers  can  ne'er  withftand3 
And  all  our  beauty's  loft. 

5  I'm  but  a  ftranger  here  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  were  ; 
May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  go, 
When  I  thy  funimor.s  hear  I 

6  But  if  my  life  be  fpar'd  a  while 

Before  my  laft  remove, 
Thy  praife  Ihall  be  my  buftnefs  ftiil, 
And  I'll  dsclaxe  thy  love. 
G  a 


)$  PSALM      XL. 

Psalm  XL.     ver.  1,  2.  3,  5,  17.     Firjl  Part, 

Common  Metre. 

J  Song  of  Deliverance  from  great  Dijlnfs. 

1    T   Waited  patient  for  the  Lord, 
J-      He  bovy'd  to  hear  my  cry  ; 
He  taw  mc  reftingon  his  word, 
And  brought  faivation  nigh. 

2  He  Tais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 

Where  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  bond*,  reies&'d  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  m;  rev  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  ftand, 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praife  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new  thankful  long. 

4  I'll  fpread  his  works  of  grace  abroad  ; 

The  faints  with  joy  fhall  hear, 
And  finners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

I  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love  ; 
Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great  ! 
We  have  not  words  nor  hours  enough 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

<i  When  I'm  afflicted,  poor  and  low, 

And  light  and  peace  depart 

My  God  beholds  my  *  'aw  woe, 

And  bears  rne  on  his  heart. 

P-SA  l  m  XL.  6 — 9,  Second  Part.  Com.  Metrt, 

The  Incarnation  and  Sacrifice  of  Ckrijl. 
■x  HPHUS  faith  the  Lord,  "  your  work  is  vain, 
A     "  Give  your  burnt-offerings  o'er, 
"  In  dyinjj  goats  and  bullocks  flain 
"  My  foul  delights  no  moie." 

2  Then  fpike  the  Saviour,  M  Lo,  I'm  here, 
"  My  God,  to  do  thy  will  ; 
••  Whate'er  thy  facred  books  declare 
u  Thy.er  var.t  fhall  fulfil. 


PSALM       XL,  '/$ 

2  **  Thy  law  is  ever  in  my  fight, 
"  I  keep  it  near  my  heart ; 
"  Mine  eyes  are  cpen'd  with  delight 
"  To  what,  thy  lip's impart," 

4  And  fee  the  bleft  Redeemer  comes, 
Th'  eternal  Son  appears, 
A]*d  at  th'  appointed  time  affumes 
The  body  God  prepares. 

f  ££uch  he  revesl'd  his  Father's  grace, 
And  much  his  truth  he  fhew'd, 
And  preach'd  the  way  of-righreoufnefs 
Where  great  afiemblies  Rood, 

6  His  Father's  honour  touch'd  his  heart. 

He  pity'd  finners'  crieSj 
And  to  fulfil  *  Saviour's  part 
Was  made  a  facrifice. 

Pa     v    s     i. 

7  No  blood  of  beafls  on  altars  fhed 

Could  wafn  the  confciecce  clean, 
But  the  rich  facrifice  he  paid 
Atones  for  ajl  our  fin. 

8  Then  was  the  great  falvation  fpread, 
And  fatan's  kingdom  ihook  ; 
Thus  by  the  woman's  promis'd  feed 
The  ferpent's  head  was  broke. 

P  s  a  t  m    XL.    5 — io.  Long  Metre. 
Chriji  our  Sacrifice. 
i  rT",HE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought, 
JL     Exceed  our  praife,  furraountour  though  i 
Should  I  attempt  th^  long  detail, 
My  fpeech  would  faint,  my  number!  fail. 

No  blood  of  beafh  on  alters  fpilt, 
Can  cleanfe  the  fouls  of  men  from  guilt  ] 
But  th ou  haft  let  before  our  eyes 
An  all-fufTidfnt  facfifice. 
j  L»  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 
Tq  thy  defigm  he  bows  his  ears 


80  PSALM      XLI, 

AiT'imes  a  body  well  prepar'd, 
And  well  performs  a  work,  fo  hard. 

4  "  Behold  I  come  (the  Saviour  cries, 
"  With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes,) 

*'  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 

•'  Of  fins,  and  do  thy  will,  my  God, 

5  '*  'Tis  written  in  thy  great  decree,  * 
4;  JTis  in  thy  book  foretold  of  me, 
•••  I  muft  fulfil  the  Saviour's  part, 

"  And  lo  !  thy  law  is  in  my  heart. 

6  "  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  law, 

M  And  rebels  to  obedience  draw, 

•*  Wheeon  mycrofs  I'm  lifted  highy 

"  Or  to  my  crown  above  the  fky. 

7  "  The  Spirit  {hall  dcfcend  and  fhow 

"  What  thou  haft  done  and  what  I  do  ; 

■'  The  wondering  world  fhall  learn  thy  grace, 

11  And  all  creation  tune  thy  praife." 

Psalm     XL  I.     t,  a,   3. 
Charity  to  the  Poor  ;  or,  Pity  to  the  AjJIitted. 

LEST  is  the  man,  whofe  bread  can  move* 
And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor, 
Whofe  foul,  by  fympathizing  love, 
Feels  what  his  fellow-faints  endure. 

His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 
More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do  ; 
He  in  the  time  of  general  grief 
Shall  find  the  Lord  fms  mercy  too. 

His  foul  fhall  live  fecure  on  earth, 
With  fecret  bleflings  on  his  head, 
When  drought,  and  peftilence,  and  dearth, 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 

Or  if  he  languifh  on  his  couch 
God  will  pronounce  his  fins  forgiven, 
Will  fave  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Ox  take  hia  willing  foul  to  heaven. 


B1 


PS     A     L     M     .XLII.  81 

Psalm     XLII.    1—9.   Fitfl  Part. 
Defertion  and  hope  ;  or,  Complaint  of  Abfence  from 

public  Worfhip. 
1   T  T  7TTH  earned  longings  of  the  mind, 
V  V       My  God,  to  thee  I  look  ; 
So  pants  the  hunted  hart  to  find, 
And  tail"  the  cooling  brook. 
z  When  {ha! M  fee  thy  courts.  o£graces 
And  meet  sny  God  again  ? 
So  }ong,anabfence  from  thy  face 
My  heart  endures  with  pain. 

3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  foul, 

And  tears  are  my  repaft  ; 
The  foe  infuits  without  controul, 
"  Arid  where's  your  God. at  lajt  ?" 

4  'Tis  with  a  mournful  pleafurenow 

I  think  on  ancient  days  ; 
Then  to  thy  houfe  did  numbers  go» 
A*d  all  our. work  was  praife.  • 

5  Bat  why,  my  foul,  fink  down  fo  far 

Beneath  this  heavy  load  ? 
My  fpiiit,  why  indulge  dcfpair, 
And  fin  againft  my  God  l 

6  Hope  vt.  the  Lord,  whoje  mighty  hand 

Can  all  thy  woes  remove  ; 
For  I  fhall  yet  before  him  iland, 
And  fingreftoringlove. 

P  s  a    l  m     XLII.     6 — 11.  Second  Part. 
Melancholy  Thougktsreproved;.ori  Hope  in  Affliction* 

1  T\  TY  fpirit  finks  within  me,  Lord, 
-LVJL  But  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind, 
And  times  of  raft  diftrefs  record, 
When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 

2  Huge  troubles  with  tumultuous  noife 
Swell  like  a  fea,  and  round  me  fpread  ; 
The  riung  waves  drown  all  my  joys> 
And  roll  tremendous  o'er  my  head. 


8a  PSALM      XL  I  IT. 

3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 
When  I  addrefs  his  throne  by  day, 
Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove  ; 
The,  night  mail  hear  me  fingand  pray. 

4  I'll  caft  myfelf  before  his  feet, 

And  fay,  s'  my  God,  my  heavenly  rock, 

44  Why  doth  thy  love  fo  long  forget 

"  The'foul  that  groans  beneath  thy  ftroke?'* 

5  I'll  chide  my  heart  that  finks  fo  low, 
Why  fhould  my  fcul  indulge  her  grief; 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praife  him  too  ; 
He  is  my  reft,  my  fure  relief. 

6  My  God,  my  mcft  exceeding  joy, 
Thy  light  and  truth  fhall  guide  me  ftill, 
Thy  word  (hall  my  beft  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thine  heavenly  hill. 

Psalm     XLIIL     Common  Mefere. 

Safety  in  Divine  proteflion. 

i    TUDGE  me,  O  God,  and  plead  my  caufe, 
J    Againft  a  finful  race  ; 
from  vile  oppreflion  and  deceit 
Secuie  me  by  thy  grace. 

a  On  thee  my  ftedfafl  hope  depends^ 
And  am  I  left  to  mourn  ? 
To  fink  in  forrows,  and  in  vain 
Implore  thy  kind  return  ? 

3  Oh  fend  thy  light  to  guide  my  feet, 

Aud  bid  thy  trwth  appear, 

Conduct  me  to  thy  holy  hill, 

To  tafle  thy  mercies  there. 

4  Then  to  thy  altar,  vh  my  G»d, 

My  joyful  feet  fhall  rife. 
And  my  triumphant  fongs  fhall  praife 
The  God  that  rules  the  fkies. 
r-  Sink  not,  my  foul,  beneath  thy  fear, 
Nor  yield  to  weak  defpair ; 


P    S    A    L     M      XLIV.  83 

jor  I  (hall  live  to  praife  the  Lord, 
And  blefs  his  guardian  care. 

Psalm     XLIV.     vtr.  1,  2,  3,  8,  15,  26, 
The  Church's  Complaint  in  Perfecution. 

1   T    ORD,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old3 
JL_J  Thy  works  of  power  and  grace, 
When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  told, 
The  woWeis  of  their  days. 
1  They  fa w  thy  heauteous  churches rifej    * 
The  (pleading  gofpej  ran  ; 
While  light  and  glory  from  the  Sties 
-    Through  all  their  temples, fhone, 

%  In  God  they  boafted  all  the  day, 
And  in  a  cheerful  throng 
Did  thoufands  meet  \o  praife  and  pray, 
And  grace  was  all  their  fong. 

But  now  our  fouls  are  feiz'dwit'h  fhame.> 

Confufion  fills  our  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blafpheme. 

And  fools  reproach  thy  grace. 

Yet  h.2ve  we  not  forgot  our  God, 

Norialfelydee.lt  with  heaven, 
Nor  have  our  fteps  declined  the  road 

Of  duty  thou  haft  given. 

Though  dragons  all  around  us  roar 

With  their  deftrucVive  breath, 
And  thine  own  hand  has  buris'd  us  fore^ 

Hard  by  the  gates  of  death. 
Pause. 
We  are  expos'd  all  day  to  die? 

As  martyrs  for  thy  name  ; 
As  fhecp  for  (laughter  bound  walisj 

And  wait  the  kindling  flame. 

3  Awake,  arife,  almighty  Lord, 

Why  fieeps  thy  wonted  grace? 
Why  fhould  we  feem  like  men  abhor'dj 

©j  hanifb'd  from  thy  face  ?    . 


84  PSALM       XLV. 

9  Wilt  thou  forever  caft  us  off, 

And  ftill  neglect  our  cries  ? 
Forever  hide  thine  heavenly  love 
From  cur  affufcied  eyes  ? 

10  Down  to  the  duft  our  foul  is  bow'd, 

And  dies  upon  the  ground  J 
Rife  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud, 
And  all  their  powers  confound. 

5i   Redeem  us  from  perpetual  fhame, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  God  ; 
We  plead  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 

Psalm     XLV.     Short  Metre. 

The  Glory  of  Chrijl.     The  Succefs  of  the  Go/pel,  alii 

the  Gentile  Church. 

1  TV  /TY  Saviour  and  my  King, 
1VJL  Thy  beauties  are  divine  ; 
Thy  lips  with  bleffings  overflow, 

And  every  grace  is  thine. 

2  Now  make  thy  glory  known, 

Gird  on  thy  dreadful  fword, 
And  rife  in  majefty  to  fpread 
The  conqudfts  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  ftubborn  foes, 

Or  make  their  hearts  obey, 
While  juftice,  meekrtefs,  grace  and  truth 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws,  O  God,  are  right, 

Thy  throne  fhall  ever  ftanrl ; 
And  thy  victorious  gofpel  prove 
A  fceptre  in  thy  hand. 

5  [Thy  Father  and  thy  God 

Hath  without  mrafure  fhed 
His  fpirit  like  a  grateful  oil 
T'  anoint  thy  facred  head. J 


[Behold  at  thy  right  hand 
The,  Gtntilc  church  is  fcen. 


PSALM       XLV.  85 

A  beauteous  bride  in  rich  attire, 
And  princes  guard  the  Queen. 

*j  Fair  bride,  receive  his  love, 
Forget  thy  father's  houfe  ; 
Forfake  thy  gods,  thy  idol  gods, 
And  pay  thy  Lord  thy  vows. 

8  Oh  let  thy  God  and  King 

Thy  fweeteft  thoughts  employ  ; 
Thy  children  fhall  his  honour  ling, 
And  tafte  the  heavenly  joy. 

Psalm     XLV.     Common  Metre. 
The  perfonal  Glories  and  Government  ofChrifi. 
3    T'll  fpeak  the  honours  of  my  King, 
JL  His  form  divinely  fair  ; 
None  of  the  fons  of  mortal  race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 

Sweet  is  thy  fpeech,  and  heavenly  grace 

Upon  thy  lips  is  fhed  ; 
Thy  God  with  bieffings  infinite 

Hath  crown'd  thy  facred  head. 

Gird  on  thy  fword,  victorious  Prince, 

Ride  with  majeftic  fway  ; 
Thy  terror  fhall  ftrike  through  thy  foes, 

And  make  the  world  obey. 

Thy  throne,  O  God,  forever  ftands 
Thy  word  of  grace  fhall  prove         - 

A  peaceful  fceptre  in  thy  hands. 
To  rule  thy  faints  by  love. 

5  Juftice  and  truth  attend  thee  ftill, 
But  mercy  is  thy  choice  : 
And  God,  thy  God,  thy  foul  fhall  fill 
With  moft  peculiar  joys. 
Psalm     XLV.      Firji  Part.     Long  Metre, 
The  Glory  ofChrift,  and  Power  of  his  Go/pel 

1   ^F°W  be  m^  heart  irifPir'd  to  finS 
1M    The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King, 

H 


36  PSALM      XLV. 

Jefus  the  Lord  ;  how  heavenly  fair 
His  form  !  how  bright  his  beauties  are  I 

2  O'er  all  the  fons  of  human  race 
He  fhines  with  far  fuperior  grace, 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 
And  bleflings  all  his  ftate  compofe. 

3  Drefs  thee  in  arms,  moft  mighty  Lord, 
Gird  on  the  terror  of  thy  fword, 

In  majefty  and  glory  ride 

With  truth  and  meeknefs  at  thy  fide. 

4  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart. 
Shall  pierce  the  foes  of  ftubborn  heart  ; 
Or  words  of  mercy   kind  and  fweet 
Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet. 

5  Thy  throne,  O  God,  forever'ftands, 
Grace  is  the  fceptre  in  thy  hands  : 
Thy  laws  and  works  are  juft  and  right, 
But  grace  and  juftice  thy  delight. 

6  God,  thine  own  God  has  richly  fhed 
His  oil  of  gladnefs  on  thy  head  ; 
And  with  his  facred  fpirit  blefs'd 
His  firft  born  Son  above  the  reft. 

Psalm     XLV.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Chrijl  and  his  Church  ;  or,  the  myjlical  Marriage. 

i   r  I  ^H  E  King  of  faints,  how  fair  his  face, 
A     Adorn'd  with  majefty  and  grace  ! 
He  comes  with  bleflings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 

r.  At  his  right  hand  our  eyes  behold, 

The  queen  array'd  in  pureft  gold  ; 

The  world  admires  her  heavenly  drefs  ; 

Her  robes  of  joy  and  righteoufnefs. 
3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own, 

He  calls  and  feats  her  near-his  throne  \ 

Fair  fcanger,  let  thine  heart  forget 

The  idols  of  thy  native  ftatc. 


PSALM 


XLVI. 


8? 


4  So  fhall  the  king  the  more, rejoice 
In  thee  the  favourite  of  his  choice  ;. 
Let  him  be  lov  'd ,  and  yc*t  ador 'd, 
For  he's  thy  Maker  and/  thy  Lord. 

3  Oh  happy  hour,  when  thou  ffcalt  rife 

To  his  fair  palace  in  the  fkies, 

And  all  thy  fons,  (a  numerous  train) 

Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign. 
§  Let  endlefs  honours  cro  tvn  his  head  ; 

Let  every  age  hispraif/s  fpread  ; 

While  we  with  cheer /'ul  fongs  approve 

The  condefcention  of  his  love. 

P  s   a   i   m     XLVI.     Firjl  Part. 

The  Church's  Safety  and   Triumph  among  natiom'.l 

Defolations. 

1  /^  OD  is  the  refuge  of  his  faints, 
vJ  When  florms  of  fharp  diftrefs  invade 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  prefentwith  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  feats  be  hurljd 
Down  to  the  deep*  and  buried  there, 
Convulfions  make  the  folid  world, 
Our  faith  fhall  never  yield  to  fear. 

,3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar, 
In  facred  peace  our  fouls  abide, 
While  every  nation,  every  fhore 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  fwelling  tide, 

There  is  a  ftream,  whofe  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ! 
Life,  love  and  joy  ftill  gliding  through 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

That  facred  ftream,  thine  holy  word, 
Supports  our  faith,  our  fear  controuls, 
Sweet  peace  thy  promifss  afford, 
And  give  new  ftrength  to  fainting  fouls. 
Sion  enjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 
Sccure-againft  a  threatening  hcur  ; 


83  P    S     A     L     M       XL  VI  J. 

Nor  can  her  firm  foundation  move, 

Built  Gn  his  truth,  ^rid  arm'd  with  power. 

P   5    a    l   M      XLVI.     Second  Part. 
God  fights  for  his  Church. 
*    X     ET  Sion  in  her  King  rejoice, 

■1-^  Tho'  tyrant?  rage.,  and  kingdoms  rife; 
H  .e  utters  his  almighty  voice, 
-i.'he  nations  melt,  ttSe  tumult  dies. 

2     T'.e  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought, 
And  Jacob's  God  is  kill  our  aid  ; 
Jiehold  the  works  his  hstd  has  wrought, 
"What  defolations  he  has  made. 

From  fea  to  fea,  through  all  the  fhores 
He  makes  the  noife  of  battle  ceafe  ; 
"When  frnm  on  high  his  thunder  roars, 
Jo  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace. 

|  4  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  fpear, 

Chariots  he  burns  with  heavenjy  flame  ; 
I       Let  enrth  in  filent  wonder  hear 
I       The  '.  o jud  and  glory  of  his  name. 

j  "   Ej  Mill,  and  learn  that  I  am  God, 
"    I  reign  exalted  o'er  the  lands, 
"   I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
"  E  ut  ftill  my  throne  in  Sion  ftands. 

6  O  L  ord  of  hofts,  almighty  King, 
Wh  lc  we  fo  near  thy  prefence  dwell, 
Ou  yfaith  (hall  fit  fecure,  and  fing, 
Nc  r  tear  the  raging  powers  of  hell. 
Psalm     XLVII. 

Ckrijl  afi ending  and  reigning. 
\    dT^  VH  for  a  fhout  of  facred  joy 
V^  '  To  God  the  fovereign  King  ! 
Let  every  land  their  tongue*  employ, 
.  Vtid  hymns  of  triumph  fing. 
2  Ji  V?  our  God  afcends  en  high  ; 
ii.is  heavenly  guards  around 


PSALM       XLVIII.  89 

Attend  him  rifing  thro'  the  fky, 
With  trumpet's  joyful  found. 

3  While  angels  fhout  and  praife  their  King,. 

Let  mortals  iearn  their  ftrains  ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  ling  ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearfe  his  praife  with  awe  profound, 

Let  knowledge  guide  the  fong; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  foiemn  found 
Upon  athoughtlefs  tongue. 

5  In  Ifrael  flood  his  antient  throne, 

He  lov'd  chat  chofen  race  ; 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 
And  heathens  tafte  his  grace. 

6  The  Gentile  nations  are  the  Lord's, 

There  Abraham's.  God  is  known  ; 
While  powers  and  princes,  fhields  and  fwords 

Submit  before  his  throne. 
Psalm     XLVIII.     1—3.     Fir  ft  Part. 
The  Church  is  the  Honour  and  Safety  of  a  Nation. 

1  [/"^  RE  AT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 

V_T  And  let  his  praife  be  great  ; 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode. 
His  moft  delightful  feat. 

2  Thefe  temples  of  his  grace, 

How  beautiful  they  Hand  ? 

The  honors  of  our  native  place, 

And  bulwarks  of  our  land.] 

3  In  Sion  God  is  known 

A  refuge  in  diftrefs ; 
How  bright  has  his  falvation  fhone, 
How  fair  his  heavenly  grace  ? 

4  When  kings  againft  her  join'd, 

And  faw  the  Lord  was  there. 
In  wild  confufion  of  the  mind 
The^y  fled  with  hafty  fear, 
II   3 


go  PSALM       XL  VII  I. 

5  When  navies  tall  and  proud 

Attempt  to  fpoil  our  peace, 
He  fends  his  tempeft  roaring  loud, 
And  finks  them  in  the  feas. 

6  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Our  eyes  have  often  feen. 
How  well  our  God  fecures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  flocks  have  been. 

7  In  every  new  diftrefs 

We'll  to  his  houfe  repair, 
Recal  to  mind  his  wondrous  grace, 
And  feek  deliverance  there. 
Psalm     XLVIII.     10—14.     Second.  Pa*t. 
The  Beauty  of  the  Church  ;  or,  Gofpel  Worfhip  and 
Order. 

1  T7AR  as  thy  name  is  known 
JL    The  world  declares  thy  prrife  ; 
Thy  faints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 

Their  fongs  of-  honor  raife. 

2  With  joy  thy  people  ftand 

On  S ion's  chofen  hil!, 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counfels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  Grangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
Compafs  and  view  thine  holy  ground. 
And  mark  the  building  well. 

4  The  orders  of  thy  houfe, 

The  worfhip  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  fongs,  the  foleran  vows, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wife! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyeS| 
And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 

6  The  God  we  worfhip  now 

Will  guide  us  'till  we  die  j 


PSALM       XLIX.  9.1 

Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  fky. 
Psalm  XLIX.  6—14.  Firjl  Part,  Com.  Metre. 
Pride  and  Death  ;  or,  the  Vanity  of  Life  and  Riches* 

1  TTT7HY  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 

VV     To  infolence  and  pride, 
To  fee  his  wealth  and  honors  fipw 
With  every  riling  tide. 

2  [Why  doth  he  treat  the  poor  with  fcorns 

Made  of  the  felf-faroe  clay, 
And  boaft  as  though  his  flefh  was  born 
Of  better  duft  than  they  ?] 

3  Not  all  his  treafures  can  procure 

His  foul  a  ihort  reprieve, 
Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour} 
Or  make  his  brother  live. 

4  Eternal  life  can  ne'er  be  fold, 

The  ranfom  is  too  high  ; 
Juftice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  gold3 
That  man  may  never  die. 

5  He  fees  the  brutifh  and  the  wife, 

The  timorous  and  the  brave 
Quit  their  poffeffions,  clofe  their  eyesj 
And  haften  to  the  grave. 

6  Yet  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride^ 

"  My  houfe  fhall  ever  ftarid; 
"  And  that  my  name  may  long  abide 
"  I'll  give  it  to  my  land."    - 

7  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  axe  Ioft9 

How  foon  his  memory  dies  !• 
Kis  name  is  buried  in  the  duft, 
Where  his  own  body  lies. 
Pause. 

8  This  is  the  felly  of  their  ways, 

And  yet  their  fons  as  vain 
Approve  the  words  their  fathers  fay. 
And,  a&  their  works  again* 


92  PSALM       XLTX. 

9  Men  void  of  wifdom  and  of  grace, 

Tho'  honor  raife  them  high, 
Live  like  the  beaft,  a  thoughtlefs  race, 
And  like  the  beaft  they  die. 

10  [Laid  in  the  grave  like  filly  fheep, 

Death  triumphs  o'er  them  there, 
Till  the  laft  trumpet  breaks  their  fleep, 
And  wakes  them  in  deipair.  J 
Psalm    XL IX.     vtr.   14,  15.      Second  Pi^rt. 
Common  Metre. 
Death  and  the  Rffurrcciicn. 

1  X/'E  fons  of  pride,  that  hate  the  juft, 

JL     And  trample  on  the  poor, 
When  death  ha;  brought  you  down  to  duft 
Your  pomp  fhall  rile  no  more. 

2  The  laft  great  day  fhall  change  the  fcene ; 

When  will  that  hour  appear  ? 
When  fhall  the  juft  revive,  and  reign 
O'er  ali  that  icorn'd  them  here  ? 

3  G  od  will  my  naked  foul  receive, 

Call'd  from  the  world  away, 

And  break  the  prifon  of  the  grave, 

To  raife  my  mouldering  clay. 

4  Heaven  is  my  everlafting  home, 

Th'  inheritance  is  fure  ; 
Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  refume, 
But  I'll  repine  no  more. 
Psalm     XLIX.     Long  Metre. 
The  richjinna's  Death,  and  the  Saint's  RefurretlioTtf 

1  TITKY  do  the  proud  infult  the  poor, 

VV     And  boaft  the  large  eftatesthey  have  1 
How  vain  are  riches  to  fecure 
Their  haughty  owners  from  the  grave  ! 

2  They  can't  redeem  an  hour  from  death 
With  all  the  wealth  in  which  they  truft  ; 
Nor  give  a  dying  bi other  breath, 
When  God  couimsads  him  dow.a  to  duft, 


P    S     A     L     M      L.  93 

3  There  the  dark  earth  and  difmal  fhsde. 
Shhl'.  clafp  their  naked  bodies  routd  ; 
That  flefh.  fo  delicately  fed 

Lies  cold,  and  moulders  in  the  ground* 

4  Like  thoughtlefs  fheep  the  finner  dies, 
And  leaves  his  glories  in  the  tomb  ; 
The  faints  fhall  in  the  morning  rife, 
And  hear  th'  oppreffor's  awful  doom. 

5  His  honors  perifh  in  the  dull, 

And  pomp  and  beauty,  birth  and  blood  i 
That  glorious  day  exalts  the  juft 
To  full  dominion  o'er  the  proud. 

6  My  Saviour  fhall  my  life  reftore, 
And  raife  me  from  mv  dark  abode  ; 
My  flefh  ar^d  foul  fhall  part  no  more, 
But  dwell  forever  near  my  God. 

Psalm  L.    ver.  i — 6.    Firfi  Part.    Com.  Metre, 

The  laft  Judgement  ;  or,  the  Saints  rewarded. 

i   rT",HE  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne-, 
X     Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh, 
The  nations  near  the  ri^ng  fun, 
And  n'ear  the  Wejlem  Iky. 

2  No  more  fhal!  bold  blafphemers  fay, 

Judgement  will  ne'er  begin  ; 
No  more  abufe  his  long  delay 
To  impudence  and  fin. 

3  Thron'd  on  a  cloud  our  God  fhall  come9 

Bright  fljmes  prepare  his  way, 
Thunder  and  darkners,  fire  and  itorm 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

4  Heaven  from  above  his  call  fhall  hear, 

Attending  angels  come, 
And  earth  and  hell  fhall  know,  and  fear 
His  juftice  and  their  doom. 

5  "  But  gather  all  my  faints  (he  cries)  , 

"  That  made  their  peace  with  Gcdj 


94  P    S    A    L    M      L. 

"  By  the  Redeemer's  facrifice, 
"  And  feal'd  it  with  his  blood. 

6  "  Their  faith  and  works,  brought  forth  to  light, 
i:  Shali  make  the  world  confers 
"  My  fentence  of  reward  is  right, 
"  And  heaven  adore  my  grace." 

Psalm  L.    ter.  io,  11,  14,  15,23.    Second  Part, 
Common  Metre. 
Obedience  is  better  than  Sacrifice. 
1  rTHHUS  faith  the  Lord,  "  the  fpacious  fields 
JL     "  And  flocks  and  herds  ire  mine, 
•'   O'er  all  the  cattle  of  the  bilk 
"  I  claim  a  right  divine. 

&   "   I  zfkno  fheep  for  facrifice, 

"   Nor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire  ; 
11  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  and  praife, 
"  Is  all  that  I  require. 

3  "  Invoke  mv  name  when  trouble's  near, 

"  My  hand  fhall  fet  thee  free  ; 
•*  Then  lhall  thy  thankful  lips  declare 
11  The  honor  due  to  me. 

4  "  The  man  that  offers  humble  praife, 

"  Declares  my  glory  beft  ; 
"  And  thofe  that  tread  my  holy  ways, 
"  Shall  my  falvation  tafte." 

Psalm  L.  ver.  1.  5,  8,  16,  21,  22.   Third  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

The  Judgement  of  Hypocrites. 

1  T  X  THEN  Chriji  to  judgement  fhall  defcend, 

VV     And  faints  furrouud  their  Lord, 
He  calls  the  nations  to  attend, 
And  hear  his  awful  word. 

2  M  Not  for  the  want  of  bullocks  flain 

'•'  Willi  the  world  reprove  ; 
"  Altars  and  rites,  and  forms  are  vai» 
"  Without  the  fire  of  love. 


P    S    A    L    M      L.  9S 

3  M  And  what  have  hypocrites  to  do 

"  To  bring  their  facrifice  ? 
11  They  call  my  ftatutes  juft  and  true,  . 
"  But  deal  in  theft  and  lies. 

4  "  Could  you  expeft  to  'fcape  my  fight, 

"  And  fin  without  controul  ? 
"  But  I  fhall  bring  your  crimes  to  light, 
**  With  anguifh  in  your  foul." 

5  Confider,  ye,  that  flight  the  Lord, 

Before  his  wrath  appear  ; 
If  once  you  fall  beneath  his  fword, 
There's  no  deliverer  there. 

Psalm     L.     Long  Metre. 

Hypocrify  expofed. 

i  'TTHE  Lord,  the  Judge  his  churches  warnt, 
A     Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 
Who  place  their  hope  in  rites  and  forms, 
But  make  not  faith  nor  love  their  care. 

2  Vile  wretches  dare  rehearfe  his  name 
With  lips  of  falfehood  and  deceit  ; 
A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 
And  footh  and  flatter  thofe  they  hate. 

3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbours  wrong. 
Yet  dare  to  feek  their  Maker's  face  ; 
They  take  his  covenant  on  their  tongue, 
But  break  his  laws,  abufe  his  grace. 

To  heaven  they  lift  their  hands  unclean 
Defil'd  with  luft,  defil'd  with  blood  ; 
By  night  they  pra&ife  every  fin, 
By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God. 

5  And  while  his  judgements  long  delay, 
They  grow  fecureand  fin  the  more  ; 
They  think  he  fleeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour. 

6  Oh  dreadful  hour  !  when  God  draws  near, 
And  fets  their  crimes  before  their  eye&  k 


96  P    S    A     L     M      L. 

His  wrath  their  guilty  fouls  fhall  tear, 
And  no  deliverer  dare  to  rife. 

Psalm     L.     To  a  new  Tune. 

The  laji  Judgemcvt.  [forth, 

i   HPHE  Lord,  the  fovereign  fends  his  fummons 
A    Calisthe/oai'/i  nations, and  awakes  the  north  ; 
From  Eaji  to  fVe/i  the  founding  orders  fpread 
Thro'  diftant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead  ; 
No  more  fhall  atheifts  mock  his  long  delay  ; 
His  vengeance  fleeps  no  more  ;  behold  the  day. 

2  Behold  the  Judge  defcends :  his  guards  are  nigh ; 
Tempeft  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  fky  ; 
Heaven,  earth  and  hell,  draw  near  ;  lef  all  things 
To  hear  hisjuftice  and  the  Tinners'  doom  ;  [come 
But  gather  firft  my  faints  (the  Jadge  commands) 
Bring 'them,  ye  angels,  from  their  diftant  lands. 

3  Behold  my  covenant  ftands  forever  good, 
Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  facrifice  in  blood, 

And  fign'd  with  all  their  names  ;  the  Greek  the 
That  paid  the  antient  worfhip  orthenew,  [Jew 
There's  no  diftinftion  here, prepare  their  thrones, 
And  near  me  feat  my  favourites  and  my  fons. 

4  I,  their  almighty  Saviour  and  their  God 

I  am  their  Judge  ;  Ye  heavens  proclaim  abroad 

My  juft,  eternal  fentence,  and  declare 

Thole  awful  truths,  that  finners  dread  to  hear 

Sinners  in  Zion,  tremble  and  retire  ; 

I  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire. 

5  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  flain 
Do  I  condemn  thee  ;    bulls  and  goats  are  vain, 
Without  the  flame  of  love  ;  in  vain  the  ftore 
Of  brutal  offerings  that  were  mine  before  ; 
Mine  are  the  tamer  bcafts  and  favage  breed,  [feed 
Flocks,  herds,  and  fields,  and  forefts  where  they 

6  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  afk  thee  food  ? 
When  did  J  thirft,  or  tafte  the  victim's  blood  ? 


P    S    A    L    M      %  9f 

Can  I  be  flatrer'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
Thy  folexnn  chattenngs  and  fantaftic  vows  ? 
Are  my  eyes  charm'd  thyve&mefits  to  behold, 
Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  ? 

7  Unthinking  wretch  !  how  could 'ft  thou  hope  to 
A  God,  a  fpirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe?  [pleafe 
While  with  my  grace  and  ilatutes  on  thy  tongue 
Thou  lov'ft  deceit,  and  doft  thy  brother  wrong; 
In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends, 
Thieves  and  adulterers  are  thy  chofen  friends. 

%  Silent  I  waited  with  long-fuffering  love, 

But  didft  thou  hope  that  I  mould  ne'er  reprove  ? 
And  cherifhfuch  an  impious  thought  within, 
That  God  the  righteous  would  indulge  thy  fin  ? 
Behold  my  terrors  now  ;    my  thunders  roll, 
And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  foul. 

§  Sinners,  awake  betimes  ;  ye  fools,  be  wife; 

Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rife  ; 

Change  your  vain  thoughts,    your  fiaful  works 

fa  mend  ; 
1    Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  friend  ; 

Left  like  a  lion  his  laft  vengeance  tear 

Your  trembling  fouls,  and  no  deliverer  near. 

Psalm     L.     To  the  old  proper  Tune. 

The  laf  Judgement. 

t   rT^HE  God  of  glory  fends  his  fummons  forth, 

A  Calls  *.hcfouth  nations  2nd  awakes  t\iehitrtk  : 

From  eajl  to  zvejl  the  fovereign  orders  fpread, 

Thro'  diftant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead. 

The  trumpet  founds  ;  hell  trembles,  heaven  rejoices  r 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  faints,  with  cheerful  voices. 

t   No  more  fhall  atheifts  mock  his  long  delay  ;"' 
His  vengeance  fleeps  no  more  :  behold  die  day  ; 
Behold  the  Judge  defcends;  his  guards  are  nigh  ; 
Tempeft  and  fire  attend  hirn  down  the  flcy. 

Ttjhen  God  appears,  all  nature fkall  adore  him  '; 

While  fritters  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  him. 


§8  PSALM      I, 

3  "  Heaven,  earth  and  hell,  draw  near  ;    let  all 

[things  come 
"  To  hear  my  juftice  and  the  Tinner's  doom  ; 
"  Butgatherhrftmy faints ;theJudgecommands, 
"  Bringthem,  yeangels  from  their  diftant  land*, 

When  Chriji  returns,  zvake  every  cheerful  bafjion  ; 

Andfhout,  ye  faints  ;  he  comes  for  your  falvation. 

4  "  Behold  my  covenant  ftands  forever  good, 
"  Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  facrifice  in  blood, 
"  And  fign'd  with  all  their  names ;  the  Greek,  the 
"  Thatpaidtheanticntworfhiporthenew.  [  Jc w 

There' s  no  dijlinclion  here  ;  join  all  your  voices, 
And  raife  your  heads,  ye  faints,  for  heaven  rejoices. 

5"Here(faith  theLord)ye  angels  fpread  their  thrones 
"  And  near  me  feat  my  favourites  and  my  fons, 
*:  Come,  my  redeem'd,  poffefs  the  joys  prepar'd 
**  Ere  time  began,  'tis  your  divine  reward. 

When  Chriji  returns,  wake  every  cheerful  paj/ion  ; 

And  flouts  ye  faints,  he  comes  for  your  falvation. 

Pause     the  Firft. 

6  "  I  am  the  Saviour,  I  th'  almighty  God, 
''The  fovereign  Judge:  ye  heavens  proclaim 
"  My  juft  eternal  fentence,  and  declare  [abroad 
*'  Thofe  awful  truths,  that  finners  dread  to  hear. 

When  God  appears  all  nature  f  tall  adore  himy 
While  finners  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  him. 

7  "  Stand  forth, thou  bold  blafphemer, and  profane, 
"  Now  feel  my  wrath, nor  call  my  threatnings  vainj  : 
"  Thou  hypocrite,  once  dreft  in  faint's  attire, 

*'  I  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire. 
Judgement  proceeds  ;  hell  trembles  ;  heaven  rejoices  } 
Left  up  your  heads,  ye  faints,  with  cheerful  voices. 

8  "  Not  for  the  want  of  goats,  or  bullocks  flain 
"  Do  I  condemn  thee  ;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain 
*'  Without  the  flames  of  love  ;  in  vain  the  (lore 
*{  Of  brutal  offerings  that  were  mine  before. 

Earth  is  the  Lord's,  all  nature fhall  adore  him  ; 
While  fnniTi  tnmHe}  faints  rejoice  before  him. 


P    S    A    L     M      I.  99 

9  "  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  afk  thee  food  ? 

"  When  did  I  thirft  or  drink  thy  bullock'sblood? 
«'  Mine  are  the  tamer  beafts  and  favage  breed, 
11  Flocks,  herds,  and  fields,  &  forefta  where  they 

All  is  the  Lord's,  he  rules  the  wide  creation  ;  [feed. 

Gives  finners  vengeance,  and  the  faints  falvation. 

10  "  Can  I  be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
"  Thy  folemnchatterings  and  fantaftie  vows  ? 
"  Are  my  eyes  charm'd  thy  veftments  tobehold 
"  Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  ? 

God  is  the  judge  of  hearts,  no  fair  difguifes 
Canfcreen  the  guilty  when  his  vengeance  rifes. 

Pause     the  Second.  [pleafe 

11  "Unthinking  wretch!  how  could'il  thou  hope  to 
"  A  God,  a  fpirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe  ? 

•*  While  with  my  grace  and  ftatutes  on  thy  tongue 
"  Thou  lov'ftdeceit, and  doft  thy  brother  wrong. 
Judgement  proceeds,  ;  hell  trembles  ;  heaven  rejoices  ,* 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  faints,  with  cheerful  voices. 

12  "  In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends  ; 

<c  Theives  and  adulterers  are  thy  chofen  friends  ; 
"  While  the  falfe  flatterer  at  mine  altar  waits, 
<!  His  harden'd  foul  divine  inftru&ion  hates. 
God  is  the  judge  of  hearts,  no  fair  difguifes 
Canfcreen  the  guilty  when  his  vengeance  rifes. 

13  "  Silent  I  waited  with  long-fufferinglove  ; 

"  ButdidftthouhopethatI  fhould  ne'er  reprove? 
'*  And  cherifh  fuch  an  impious  thought  within, 
lc  That  the  All-Holy  would  indulge  thy  fin  ? 

See  God  appears,  all  nations  join  V  adore  him  ; 

Judgement  proceeds,  and fnners  fall  before  him. 

14  "  Behold  my  terrors  now ;  my  thunders  roll, 
41  And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  foul  ; 
"  Now  like  a  lion  fhall  my  vengeance  tear 

"  Thy  bleeding  heart,  and  no  deliverer  near. 
Judgement  concludes  ;  hell  trembles  /  heaven  rejoices^ 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  faints,  with  cheerful  wius. 


*••  PSALM       LI. 

Epiphonema. 
35  "  Sinners-,  awake  betimes  ;  ye  fools  be  wife; 
"Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rife:  [amend, 
•x  Change  your  vain  thoughts,  your  finful  works 
*'  Flv  to  the  Savinur,  make  the  Judge  your  friend* 
Then  join,  ye  faints,  ivake  every  cheerful  paffion  ; 
Whtn  Ckriji  returns,  he  comes  for  your  fal -cation. 

Psalm     LI.     Firjl  Part.     Long  Metre. 
A  Penitent  pleading  for  Pardon. 
a    CHEW  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive, 

0  Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  finner  truft  in  thse  ? 

3  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  furpafs 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  : 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found  ? 

j  Oh  wafh  my  foul  from  every  fin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conference  clean  ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  paft  offence*  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  lhame  my  fins  sonfef* 
Againft  thy  law,  againft  thygrace  ; 
Lord,  fhould  thy  judgement  grow  fevere, 

1  am  condemn'd  but  thou  art  clear. 

$  Should  fudden  vengeance  feize  my  breath, 
I  muff  pronounce  thee  juft  in  death  ; 
And  if  my  foul  were  fent  te  hell, 
Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  fave  a  trembling  finner,  Lord, 

Whofe  hope  dill  hovering  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  fome  fweet  promife  there, 
Some  fure  fupport  againft  defpair. 

Psalm    LI.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre* 

Original  and  atlval  Sin  confeffed. 
a    T    ORD,   I  am  viicj  conceiv'd  in  fin,. 
JLi  And  born  unholy  and  unclean  ; 


PSALM      LI.  i»i 

Sprung  from  the  man  whofe  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

a   Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  feeds  of  fin  grow  up  for  death  % 
The  law  demands  a  perfect  heart; 
But  we're  defil'd  in  every  part. 

3  [Great  God,  create  my  heart  a-new, 
And  form  my  fpirit  pure  and  true  ^ 
Oh  make  me  wife  betimes  to  fpy 
My  danger  and  my  remedy.] 

4  Behold  I  fall  before  thy  face  ; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace  ; 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  elsaa  ; 
The  leprofy  lies  deep  within. 

$   No  bleeding  bird ,  hot  bleeding  beaft, 
Nor  hyfqlp-branch,  r;or  fprinkling  prief  ^ 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  fea, 
Can  warn  the  difmal  ftain  away. 

€  Jefus>  my  God,. thy  blood  alone 
Hath  power  fufficient  to  acone  ; 
Thy  b^ood  can  make  me  white  as  fnow  ; 
No  Jewifti  types  cauld  cleanfe  me  fo. 

y  While  guilt  diflurbs  and  breaks  my  peace, 
Nor  flefh  nor  foul  hath  reft  or  eafe  ; 
Lord,  let  nis  hear  thy  pardoning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  heart  rejoice. 

Psalm     LI.      Third  Fart.     Long  Metre, 
The  Backjlider  rejlored  ;    or,  Repentance  and  Fdiik 

in  the-  Blood  o/ChriJl. 
x.  /""V  Thou  thathear'ft  when  fmners  cry, 
K.J  Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  liej 
Behold  tl-era  not  with  angry  look, 
But  b!     :heir  memory  from  thy  book,, 

5  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
Aftd  form  my  foul  averfe  to  &n  ; 

la 


70K  PSALM      LI. 

Let  thy  good  fpirrt  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  prefence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 
Caft  out  and  banifh'd  from  thy  fight  t 
Thine  holy  joys,  my  God,  reftore, 
And  guard  me,  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  havegriev'd  thy  fpirit,  Lord, 
Thy  help  and  comfort  ftill  afford, 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
T9  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  facrifice  I  bring; 
The  God  of  grace,  will  ne'er  defpife 
A  broken  heart  for  facrifice. 

S  My  foul  lies  humbled  in  the  dull, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  fentence  juflj 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  fave  the  foul  condemn'd  to  die. 

7  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways; 
Sinners  fhall  learn  thy  fovereign  grace  ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  fhail  praife  a  pardoning  God. 

8  O  May  thy  love  infpire  my  tongue  ! 
Salvation  fhall  be  all  my  fong  ; 
And  all  my  powers  fhall  join  to  blefs 
The  Lord  my  ftrength  and  righteoufnefs. 

Psalm  LI.  3 — 13.  Firjl  Part.  Common  Metre 

Original  and  aBual  Sin  ccnfejj'ed  and  pardoned, 

a    T    ORD,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  difiref* 
X-J  And  guilt  before  thine  eyes  ; 
Agatnft  thy  laws,  againft  thy  grace? 
How  high  my  crimes  arife  ! 
j  Should'ft  thou  condemn  my  foul  to  hell, 
And  crum  my  flefh  to  duft, 
Heaven  would  approve  thy  vengeance  well* 
And  earth  muft  own  it  juft. 


PSALM        LI.  403 

I  from  the  flock  of  Adam  came, 

Unholy  and  unclean  ; 
All  my  original  is  fhame^ 

And  all  my  nature  fin. 

4  Born  in  a  world  of.  guilt,  I  drew 

Contagion  with  my  breath  ; 
And  as  my  days,  advanc'd,  I  grew 
A  jufier  prey  for  death. 

5  Cleanfe  me,  O  Lord,  and  cheer  my  foul 

With  thy  forgiving  love  i 
O  make  my  broken  fpirit  whole? 
And  bid  my  pains  remove. 

6  Let  not  thy  fpirit  e'er  depart* 

Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face  ; 
Create  a-new  my  vicious  heart, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  grace. 

j  Then  will  I  make  thy  mercy  knowtt 
Before  the  fons  of  men  ; 
Backfliders  fhall  addrefs  thy  throne, 
And  turn  to  God  again. 

Psalm  LI.  14 — 17.    Second  Part.    Com.  Metr^ 

Repentance  and  Faith  in  the  Blood  of  Chr.ifi*. 

a  Y^\GOD  of  mercy,  hear  my  call,. 
V_A  My  loads  of  guilt  remove, 
Break  down  this  feparating  wall- 
That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 

2  Give  me  the  prefence  of  thy  grace,. 

Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  fpeak  aloud  thy  righteoufeiefSj. 
And  make  thy  praife  my  fong. 

3  No  blood  of  goats  nor.  heifer  ffcun 

For  fin  could  e'er  atone  ; 
The  death  of  Chrift  fhall  ftill  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 
^  A  foul  oppreft  with  fin's  defer! 
My  God  will  ne'er  defjifefc 


i»4  PSALM      1IL 

A  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart 
Is  our  bcfl  facrifice. 

Psalm     LI  I.     Common  Metre 

The  Difappoihtmf it  oj  the  Wicked, 
%  1I7HY  ihould  the  mighty  make  'heir  boaftj 
VV     And  heavenly  giaie  defpife  ? 
In  their  own  arm  they  put  their  truft,. 
And  fill  their  mouth  with  lies. 

S  But  God  in  vengeance  (hall  deftroy, 
And  drive  them  from  his  face  \ 
No  more  (hall  they  his  church  annoy,. 
Nor  find  on  earth  a  place. 

3  But  like  a  cultur'd  olive  grove, 
Drefs'd  in  immortal  green, 
Thy  children,  blooming  in  thy  love* 
Amid  thy  courts  are  feen. 

4.  On  thine  eternal  grace,  O  Lord,. 
Thy  faints  (hall  reft  fecure, 
And  all,  who  truft  thy  holy  word, 
Shall  find  falvation  fure. 

Psalm  LI  I.     Long  Metre. 

The  Folly  o/SelJ-Dependence. 
%  "TX^HY  fhould  the  haughty  hero  boaft 
VV     His  vengeful  arm,  his  warlike  hoft-? 
While  blood  defiles  his  cruel  hand, 
And  defolation  waftes  the  land. 

8  He  joys  to  hear  the  captive's  cry, 

The  widow's  groan,  the  orphan's  ugh  ; 
And  when  the  wearied  fword  would  fpare^ 
His  falfehood  fpreads  the  fatal  fnare. 

3  He  triumphs  in  the  deeds  of  wrong, 
And  arms  with  rage  his  impious  tongue  ; 
With  pride  proclaims  his  dreadful  power> 
And  bids  the  trembling  world  adore. 

^l  But  God  beholds,  and  with  a  frown, 
Cafts  to  the  duft  his  honours  down  \ 


PSALM       LIU.  i»£ 

The  righteous  freed,  their  hopes  recal, 
And  hail  the  proud  opprefTor's  fall. 

g  How  low  th'  infuking  tyrant  lies, 
Who  dar'd  the  eternal  Power  defpife  ; 
And  vainly  deem'd  with  envious  joy, 
His  arm  almighty  to  deftroy. 

£  We  praife  the  Lord,  who  heard  our  cries, 
And  fent  falvation  from  the  fkies  ; 
The  faints,  who  faw  our  mournful  days,. 
Shall  join  our  grateful  forgs  of  praife. 

Psalm     LIU.     4—6. 
Vitlory  and  Deliverance  from  Ptrfecutian, 
a      A   RE  all  the  foes  of  Sign  fools 
AX.     Who  thus  deftroy  her  faints  ? 
Do  thev  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 
And  pities  her  complaints  ? 

2  They /hall  be  feiz'd  with  fad  furprife  ; 
For  God's  avenging  arm 
Shall  crufh  the  hand  that  dares  arife^ 
To  do  his  children  harm. 

In  vain  the  fons  oifatan  bffafi 

Of  armies  in  array  ; 
When  God  hasfirft  defpis'd  their  hofl, 

They  fall  an  eafy  prey. 

4  Oh  for  a  word  from  Sion's  King, 
Her  captives  to  reftore  ! 
Thy  joyful  faints  thy  praife  fhall  fing 
And.  IJrasl  weep  no  more. 

Psalm     LIV.     Common  Metre. 
1  T>  EHOLD  us  Lord,  and  let  our  cry 
-D   Before  thy  throne  afceft.-l, 
Caftthou  on  us  a  pitying  eye, 
And  ffcili  our  lives  defend. 

For  flaughtering  foes  infult  us  round, 

Oppreffive,  proud  and  vain 
They  caft'thy  temples  to  the  ground^ 

And  all  our  rites  prof ane*. 


ic6  P    S    A    L     M      LV. 

$  Yet  thy  forgiving  grace  we  truft, 
And  in  thy  power  rejoice   ; 
Thine  arm  fhall  crufh  our  foes  to  duft,. 
Thy  praife  infpire  our  voice. 

4  Be  thou  with  thofe  whofe  friendly  hand 
Upheld  us  in  diftrefs, 
Extend  thy  truth  through  every  land, 
And  ftill  thy  people  blefs. 

Psalm  LV.    1— 8,  16,17,  18,  22.    Com.  Metre, 
Support  for  the  afflifted  and  tempted  Soul. 

1  /^\  GOD,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries, 
V_y     Behold  my  flovvfing  tears, 

For  earth  and  hell  my  hurt  devife, 
And  triumph  in  my  fears. 

2  Their  rage  is  level'd  a£  my  life, 

My  foul  with  guilt  they  load, 
And  fill  my  thoughts  with  inward  ftrife, 
To  fhake  my  hope  in  God. 

3  What  inward  pains  my  heart  firings  wound, 

I  groan  with  every  breath  ; 
Horror  and  fear  befet  me  round 
Amoagftthe  fhades  of  death. 

4  Oh  were  I  like  a  feather'd  dove, 

And  innocence  had  wings  ; 
I'd  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove 
From  all  thefe  reftlefs  things. 

5  Let  me  to  fome  wild  defert  go, 

And  find  a  peaceful  home, 
Where  ftorms  of  malice  never  blow, 
Temptations  never  come. 

i  Vain  hopes,  and  vain  inventions  all 
To  'fcape  the  rage  of  hell  ! 
The  mighty  God,  on  whom  I  call, 
Can  fave  me  here  as  well. 
Pause. 
j  By  morning  light  I'll  feek  his  face, 
At  noon  repeat  my  cry, 


P    S    A    L    M      LV.  loy 

The  night  {hall  hear  me  afk  his  grace, 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 

B  God  mall  preferve  my  foul  from  fear, 
Or  fhield  me  when  afraid  ; 
Ten  thoufand  angels  mull  appear 
If  he  command  their  aid. 

9  I  caft  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  fuftains  them  all  ; 
My  courage  refts  upon  his  word, 
That  faints  fhall  never  fall. 

10  My  higheft  hopes  fhall  not  be  vain, 

My  lips  mall  fpread  his  praife  ; 
While  cruel  and  deceitful  men, 
Scarce  live  out  half  their  days. 

P  s  a  l  m  LV.     15,16,17,19,22.    Short  Metre. 

1  T    ET  finners  take  their  courfe, 
X^J  And  chufe  the  road  to  death  ; 
But  in  the  worfnip  of  my  God 

I'll  fpend  my  daily  breath. 

2  My  thonghts  addrefs  his  throne, 

When  morning  brings  the  light  ; 
I  feek.  his  blelung  every  noon. 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

g  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 
O  my  eternal  God, 
While  finners  perifh  in  furprife 
♦Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

4  Becaufe  they  dwell  at  eafe, 

And  no  fad  changes  feel, 
They  neither  fear  nor  truft  thy  name.) 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

5  But  I  with  all  my  cares, 

Will  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
[     I'll  caft  my  bui dens  on  his  arm^ 
And  reft  upon  his  word. 


*c8  PSALM      LVI. 

€  His  arm  'fhall  well  fuftain 
The  children  of  his  love  ; 
The  ground  on  which  their  fafety  {lands, 
No  earthly  power  can  move. 

Psalm       LVI. 

Deliver  end  from  Oppreffion  and  Falfehood  ;  or,  Godit 
Care  ojh'u  People  in  anfwer  to  faith  and  Prayer* 

1  f~\  Thou,  whofejuftice  reigns  on  high, 
\^Jr    And  makes  th'  oppreffor  ceafe, 
Behold  how  envious  Tinners  try 

To  vex  and  break  my  peace. 

2  The  fons  of  violence  and  lies 

Join  to  devour  me,  Lord  ; 
But  as  my  hourly  dangers  rife, 
"My  refuge  is  thy  word. 

3  In  God  moftholy,  juft  and  true, 

I  have  repos:d  mytruft; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  flefh  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  duft. 

4  They  wreft  my  words  to  mifchief  ftill, 

Charge  me  with  unknown  faults  ; 
For  mifchiefs  all  their  counfels  fill, 
And  malice  all  their  thoughts. 

5  Shall  they  efcape  without  thy  frown  ? 

Muft  their  devices  Hand  ? 
O  can  the  haughty  fmner  down, 
And  let  him  know  thy  hand  ! 
Pa    u    s    e. 

6  God  fees  the  forrows  of  his  faints, 

Their  groans  affeft  his  ears  ; 
Thy  mercy  counts  my  juft  complaints, 
And  numbers  all  my  tears. 

7  When  to  thy  throne  I  rsife  my  cry 
The  wicked  fear  and  flee  ; 
So  fwift  is  prayer  to  reach  the  fky, 
So  near  is  God  Co  me. 


PSALM      LVII.  i«S 

S  In  thee,  moll  holy,  juft  and  true, 
I  have  repos'd  my  truft  ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  duft. 

9  Thy  folemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 
Thou  fhalt  receive  my  praife  : 
I'll  fing,  hoto  faithful  is  thy  word  ! 
How  righteous  all  thy  ways  ! 

so  Thou  haft  fecur'd  my  foul  from  death, 
Oh  fet  thy  prifoner  free, 
That  heart  and  hand,  and  life  and  breath 
May  be  employ'd  for  thee. 

P   s   A    l    m      LVII. 
Praife  for  FroteElion  ;  Grace  and  Truth. 

3  TV/TY  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  forings, 
JA JL   Of  boundlefs  love  and  grace  unknown^ 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  fpreading  wings, 

Till  the  dark  cloud  i*  overblown. 

fe  Up  to  the  heavens  I  fend  my  crv. 
The  Lord  will  my  defires  perform  ; 
He  fends  his  angel  from  the  Iky, 
And  faves  me  from  the  threatening  {Lorra; 

^  Be  thciu  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  htfavens,  where  angels  dwell  ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  shroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

4  My  heart  is  fix'd  ;  my  fong  fhaH  raife 
Immortal  honors  to  thy  name  ; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  found  his  praife, 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

j  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 

And  reaches  to  the  utraoft  fky  ; 

His  truth  to  endlefs  years  remains, 

"When  lower  worlds  diffolve  and  die* 
<  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  iheheareas,  where  angels  dvreil ; 
K 


no  PSALM      LVIII. 

Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  teli. 

Psalm     LVIII.     As  the  113th  Pfalm. 

Warning  to  Magijlratcs. 

x     TUDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws, 
^jl    Will  ye  defpife  the  righteous  caufe, 

When  vile  opprcffion  waftes  the  land  ? 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
And  let  rich  finners  'fcape  fecure, 

While  gold  and  greatnefs  bribe  your  hand  ? 

2  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew 
That  God  will  judge  the  judges  too  ? 

High  in  the  heavens  his  juftice  reigns  ; 
Yet  you  invade  the  rights  of  God  ; 
And  fend  your  bold  decrees  abroad 

To  bind  the  confeience  in  your  chains. 

g  A  poifon'd  arrow  is  your  tongue, 
The  arrow  fharp,  the  poifon  ftrong, 

And  death  attends  where  e'er  it  wounds  ; 
You  hear  no  counfels,  cries  or  tears  ; 
So  the  deaf  adder  flops  her  ears  ! 

Againil  the  power  of  charming  founds. 

4  Break  out  their  teeth,  eternal  God, 
Thofe  teeth  of  lions  dy'd  in  blood  ; 

And  crufh  the  ferpents  in  the  duft  : 
As  empty  chaff  when  whirlwinds  rife, 
Before  the  fwecping  temped  flies, 

So  let  their  hopes  and  names  be  loft. 

5  Th'  Almighty  thunders  from  the  fky, 
Their  grandeur  melts,  their  titles  die, 

As  hills  of  fnow  difTolve  and  run, 
Or  fnails  that  perifh  in  their  flime, 
Or  births  that  come  before  their  time, 

Vain  births  that  never  fee  the  fun. 

6  Thus  fhall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  joy  to  faints  afford  ; 


PSALM      LIX. 

And  all  that  hear  fhall  join  and  fay, 
*'  Sure  there's  a  God  that  iulesonhigh, 
*'  A  God  that  hears  his  children  cry, 

"  And  will  their  fufferings  well  repay.' 

Psalm     LIX.     Short  Metre, 

Prayer  for  national  Deliverance. 

■X  T?ROM  foes,  that  round  us  rife, 
JL      O  God  of  heaven,  defend, 
Who  brave  the  vengeance  of  the  ikies. 
And  with  thy  faints  contend. 

2  Behold,  from  diftant  fhores, 
Ajid  defert  wilds  they  come, 

Combine  for  blood  their  barbarous  force, 
And  through  thy  cities  roam. 

■2  Befteath  the  filent  fhade, 

Their  fecret  plots  they  lay, 
Our  peaceful  walls  by  night  invade, 
And  wafte  the  fields  by  day. 

4  And  will  the  God  of  grace, 
Regardlefs  of  our  pain, 
Permit  fecure  that  impious  race. 
To  riot  in  their  reign  ? 

^  In  vain  their  fecret  guile, 
Or  open  force  they  prove, 
His  eye  can  pierce  thedeepeft  veil, 
His  hand  their  ftrength  remove. 

6  Yet  fave  them,  Lord,  from  death, 
Left  we  forget  their  doom  ; 
But  drive  them  with  thine  angry  breath, 
Through  diftantlands  to  roam, 

*j  Then  fhall  our  grateful  voice 
Proclaim  our  guardian  God  ; 
The  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice> 
And  found  the  pr&ife  abroad. 


MM  PSALM       LX. 

Psalm     LX.     Common  Metre. 
Looking  tc  God  in  the  Dijlrefs  of  War. 

1  T    OR D,  thou  hafl  fcourg'd  our  guilty  laodj 
X-i   Behold  thy  people  mourn  ; 

Shall  vengeance  ever  guide  thy  hand  ? 
And  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 

t  Beneath  the  tenors  of  thine  eye, 
Earth's  haughty  towers  decay  ; 
Thy  frowning  mantle  fpreads  the  fky, 
And  mortals  melt  away. 

3  Our  Sion  trembles  at  thy  ftroke, 

And  dreads  thy  lifted  hand  ! 
Oh,  heal  the  people  thou  haft  broke, 
And  fave  the  finking  land. 

4  Exalt  thy  banner  in  the  field, 

Forthofe  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
Trom  barbarous  hofts  our  nation  fhicld, 
And  put  ouj  foes  to  fhame. 

<j  Attend  our  armies  to  the  fight, 
And  be  their  guardian  God  ; 
In  vain  fhall  numerous  powers  unite, 
Againfithy  lifted  rod. 

§  Our  troops,  beneath  thy  guiding  hand, 
Shall  gain  a  glad  renown  : 
'Tis  God  who  makes  tha  feeble  ftand, 
And  treads  the  mighty  down. 

r  &   A    l    m      LX1.      1—6. 
Safety  in  God. 
i   "1  X  THEN  orerwhelm'd  with  grief,. 
VV     My  heart  wt:hin  me  dies, 
Helplefs  and  far  from  all  relief 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

2  O  lead  me  to  th«  rock 

That's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covet  t  of  thy  wingi 
My  fhelter  and  my  fhade. 

3  Within  thy  prefence,  Lord* 

forevej  I'll  abide  i 


PSALM       LXII.  113 

Thou  art  the  tower  of  ray  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 
4  Thou  giveft  me  the  lot 

Of  thofe  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
If  endlefs  life  be  their  reward, 
I  {halt  poffefs  the  lame. 

Psalm     LXII.     5 — 12. 
No  truji  in  the  Creatures  ;  or,  Faith  in  divine  Grace 

and  Power. 
!   ■»   fY  fpirit  looks  to  God  alone  ; 
XVJL   My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne  ; 
In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  ftraiis, 
My  foul  on  his  falvation  waits. 

2  Trufl  him,  ye  faints,  in  all  your  ways, 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face  ; 
When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all-fufficient  aid. 

3  Falfe  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
The  bafer  fort  are  vanity  ; 

Laid  in  the  balance  both  appear 
Light  as  a  puff  of  empty  air. 

4  Make  not  increafing  gold  your  truff, 
Nor  fet  your  hearts  on  glittering  duft  » 
"Why  will  you  grafp  the  fleeting  fmoke, 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  fpoke  ? 

$  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declar'd, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
•'  All  power  is  his  eternal  due  ;,J 
He  muft  be  fear'd  and  trufted  too. 

6  For  fovereign  power  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  : 
Thy  grace  and  juftice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  laft  reward. 
Psalm     LXIII.     1,  2.5,3,4.    Firji  Fart, 
Common  Metre. 
The  Morning  of  a  Lord's  Day. 
1   T^  ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay* 
JCj  I  hafte  to  feek  thy  face  ; 


414  P    S    A    L     M      UUII. 

My  thirfty  fpirit  faints  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  fcorching  fand 

Beneath  a  burning  ffcy, 
Long  for  a  cooling  fircam  at  hand4 
And  they  mult  drink  or  die. 

3  I've  feen  thy  glory  and  thv  power 

Through  ail  thy  temple  fhine  ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour9 
That  vifion  fo  divine. 

4  Nctallthebleffingscfa  feaft 

Can  plrafemy  foul  fo  well. 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  tafte,. 
And  in  thy  prefence  dwell. 

5  Not  life  itfelf,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  beft  paffions  move, 
Or  raife  fo  hi?h  my  cheerful  voice* 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

6  Thus  till  my  raft  expiring  day 

I'll  blefs  my  God  and  king  ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  fing. 

Psalm     LXIII.    6— 10.    Second  Par:, 
Common  Metre. 
Midnight  Thoughts  recollected. 
a   "TPWAS  in  the  watches  of  the  night 
X.     I  thought  upon  thy  power, 
I  kept  thy  lovely  face  in  fight 
Amidft  thedarkeft  hour. 

2  My  flefh  lay  refling  on  my  bed, 
My  foul  arofe  on  high  ; 
My  God,  my  Life,  my  Hope,  I  faid, 
Bring  thyfaivation  nigh. 

g  My  fpirit  labours  up  thine  hill, 
And  climbs  the  heavenly  road  : 
But  thy  right  hand  upholds  rueftil^ 

While  J  purfuc  my  God. 


PSALM       LXIII,  «$ 

4  Thy  mercy  nretches  o'er  my  head 

The  fhadow  of  ihy  wings  ; 
My  heart  rejoices  in  thine  aid, 
My  tongue  awakes  and  fmg*. 

5  But  the  deftroyers  of  my  peace 

Shall  fret  and  ra^e  in  vain  ; 
The  tempter  mail  forever  ceafe, 
And  all  my  fins  be  ftain. 

6  Thy  fword  fnall  give  my  foes  to  death. 

And  fend  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  caverns  of  the  earth, 
Or  in  the  deeps  of  hell. 

Psalm     LXIII.     Long  Metre. 
Longing   after  God  ;    or,    The  Love  of  God  better 

than  Life. 
3   f~^  REAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
V_X  Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy, my  reft; 
The  glories  that  compofe  thy  name 
Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  bleft. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  juft  and  wife, 
-   Thou  art  my  father  and  my  God  ; 

And  I  am  thine  by  facred  ties  ; 

Thy  fon,  thy  fervant  bought  with  blood. 

3  With  heart  and  eyes  and  lifted  hands 
For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look, 

As  travellers  in  thirfty  lands 
Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 

4  With  early  feet  I  love  t'  appear 
Among  thy  faints,  and  feek  thy  face* 
Oft  have  I  feen  thy  glory  there, 

And  felt  the  power  of  fovereign  grace* 

5  Not  fruits  nor  vines  that  tempt  our  t&fiej 
No  pleafures  that  to  fenfe  belong, 
Could  make  me  fo  divinely  bleft, 

Or  raife  f§  high  my  cheerful  fong. 

€  My  life  itfelf  without  thv  love 
SJo  talk  or  pleafure  could  afford* 


n6  P    S  ,A     L     M      LXIIL 

'Tw^ould  but  a  tirefomeburden  prove, 
If  I  were  banifh'd  from  the  Lord. 

7  Amidft  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
•When  bufy  cares  afflift  my  head, 
One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  delight, 
And  adds  refreshment  to  ray  Led. 

8  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raife  my  voice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  pra;le  ; 
This  work  mall  make  my  heart  rejoice* 
And  blefs  the  remnant  of  my  cays. 

Psalm     LXIII.     Short  Metre. 

Seeking  God. 

a    "IV  TY  God,  permit  my  tor gue 
JA  A   This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
And  let  rny  early  cries  prevail 
To  tafte  thy  love  divine. 

s  My  thirfty  fainting  foul 

Thy  mercy  does  implore  r 
Not  travellers  in  defert  land* 
Can  pant  for  water  more. 

3  Within  thy  churches,  Lord, 

I  long  to  find  my  place, 
Thy  power  and  glory  to  behold, 
And  feel  thy  quickening  grace. 

4  For  life  without  thy  love 

No  relifh  can  afford  ; 
No  joy  can  be  compa»r'd  with  this3 
To  fepve  and  pleafe  the  Lord. 

5  To  thee  I'll  lift  my  hands, 

And  praife  thee  while  1  live; 
Not  the  ri :  h  dainties  of  a  feaft 
Such  food  or  pieafure  give. 

6  In  wakeful  hours  of  night, 

I  call  my  God  to  mind, 
I  think  how  wife  thy  ccunfels  are^ 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 


r    S     A     L     M       LXIV.  41? 

j  Since  thou  hsft  been  my  help, 
To  thee  my  fpirit  flies, 
And  on  thy  watchful  providence3 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

$  The  fhadow  of  thy  wings, 
My  foul  in  fafety  keeps  ; 
I  follow  where  my  father  leads, 
And  he  fupporls  my  fteps. 

Psalm     LXIV.     Long  Metre, 

2   jO  REAT  God  attend  to  my  complaint, 
V^T   Nor  let  my  drooping  fpirit  faint  ; 
When  foes  io  fecret  fpread  the  fnare, 
Let  my  falvation  be  thy  care. 

2  Shield  me  without  and  guard  within, 
J'rom  treacherous  foes  and  deadly  fin  ;. 
May  envy,  luft  and  pride  depart, 
And  heavenly  grace  expand  my  heart. 

3  Thy  juftice  and  thy  power  difplay, 
And  fcatter  far  thy  foes  away  ; 

While  Iiftening  nations  learn  thy  word,. 
And  faints  triumphant  blefs  the  Lord. 

4  Then  fha'.l  thy  church  exalt  her  voice, 
And  all  that  love  thy  name  rejoice  \. 
By  faith  approach  thine  awful  throne, 
And  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

Psalm  LXV.   i — 5.  Firjl  Part.  Long  Metre, 

Public  Prayer  and  Praife. 

a  HPHE  praife  of  Sion  waits  for  thee, 

JL     My  God  ;  and  praife  becomes  thy  houfe  ; 

There  (hall  thy  faints  thy  glory  fee 

And  there  perform  their  public  vows, 
2  O  thou  whofe  mercy  bends  the  fides 

To  fave  when  humble  fmners  pray  ; 

All  lands  to-thee  fhall  lif;  their  eyes, 

And  every  yielding  heart  obey. 


it8  PSALM      LXV. 

3  Againft  my  will  my  fins  prevail, 
But  grace  mall  purge  away. the  (lain  : 
The  blond  of  Chrift  will  never  fail 
To  wafb..m>  garments  white  again. 

4  Ble^  is  the  man  whom  thou  (halt  chufe, 
And  give  him  kind  accefs  to  thee  ; 
Give  tin,  a  place  within  thy  houfe, 
To  taH;?  thy  love  divinely  free. 

F    a    u    s    £. 
£  Let  Babel  fear  when  Sion  prays  ; 
Babel,  prepare  for  long  diflrefs, 
When  S:on's  God  himfelf  arrays 
In  terroi  and  in  righteoufnefs. 
6  With  dreadful  glory  God  fulfils 
Whet  his  afflicted  faints  requeft, 
And  with  Almighty  wrath  reveals 
His  love  to  give  his  churches  reft. 
?   Then  fha!l  the  flocking  nations  run 
ToS'ion's  hill  and  own  their  Lord  ; 
The  rifirtg  and  the  fetting  fun 
Shall  fee  the  Saviour's  name  ador'd. 

Psalm  LXV.  5—13.  Second  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Divine  Providence  in  Air,  Earth,  and  Sea  ;  or,  the 

God  ef  Nature  and  Grace. 

1  HPHE  God  of  our  Sanation  hears 

X     The  groans  of  Sion  mix'd  with  tears: 
Yet  when  he  comes  with  kind  dcfigns, 
Through  all  the  way  his  terror  fhines. 

2  On  him  the  race  of  man  depends, 
Far  as  the  earth's  lemoteft  ends, 
Where  the  Creator's  name  is  known,  - 
By  nature's  feeble  light  alone. 

3  Sailors  that  travrl  o'er  the  flood, 
Addrcfs  their  fr:gh:ed  fouls  to  God, 
When  ternpefts  rage  and  billows  roar 
At  dreadful  diflancc  from  the  fhore. 


P    S    A     L     U      LXV.  ng 

4  He  bids  the  noify  tempeft  ceafe  ; 
He  calms  the  raging  crowd  to  peace, 
When  a  tumultuous  nation  raves, 
Wide  as  the  winds,  and  loud  as  waves, 

£  Whole  kingdoms  Ihaken  by  the  ftorra,  . 
He  fettles  in  a  peaceful  form  ; 
Mountains  eftablifh'd  by  his  haHd 
Firm  on  their  old  foundation  ftand. 

6  Behold  his  enfignsfweep  the  fky, 
New  comets  blaze,  and  lightnings  fly  ; 
The  Heathen  lands  with  fwift  furprife, 
From  the  bright  horrors  turn  their  eyes* 

7  At  his  command  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  Eaft,  and  leads  the  day, 
He  guides  the  fun's  declining  wheels 
Over  the  tops  of  weftern  hiils. 

8  Seafons  and  limes  obey  his  voice  ; 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice 

To  fee  the  earth  made  foft  with  mowers* 
Laden  with  fruit  and  dreir.  in  flowers, 
)  'Tis  from  h's  watery  ftores  on  high 
He  gives  the  thirfty  ground  fupply  ; 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  drops  difpenfe. 

10  Thedefert  grows  a- fruitful  field, 
Abundant  fruit  the  vallies  yield  ; 
The  vallies  fhout  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  neighbouring  hills  repeat  their  joy  v 

'l  Thepaftures  fmile  in  green  array, 
There  lambs  and  larger  cattle  play  ; 
The  larger  cattle  and  the  lamb, 
Each  in  his  language  fpeaks  thy  name. 

.2  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  power  divine  j 
O'er  every  field  thy  glories  fhine  ; 
Through  every  month  thy  gifts  appear: 
Great  God,  thy  goodnefi  crowns  the  year. 


320  PSALM       LXV, 

Psalm    LXV.    Firjl  Part.    Com.  Metre, 

A  Prayer-hearing  God,  and  the  Gentile*  called, 

1  T)RAISE  waits  ir  Sion,  Lord,  for  thee  ; 
-L     There  fhall  our  vows  be  paid  ; 
Thou  haft  an  ear  when  fmners  pray, 

All  fle'fh  fhall  feek  thine  aid. 

2  Lord,  our  iniquities  prevail, 

But  pardoning  grace  is  thine, 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  power  and  (kill 
To  conquer  every  fin. 

3  Bleft  are  the  men  whom  thou  wilt  chufe 

To  bringthem  near  thy  face, 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in  thine  houfe, 
To  feaft  upon  thy  grace. 

4  In  anfwer'mg  what  thy  church  requefls, 

Thy  truth  and  terror  fhine, 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteoufnefs, 
Fulfil  thy  kind  defign.  * 

5  Thus  fhall  the  wondering  nations  fee 

The  Lord  is  good  and  juft  ; 
And  diitant  iflands  fly  to  thee, 
And  make  thy  name  their  truft. 

6  Thcv  dread  thy  glittering  tokens,  Lord, 

When  figns  in  heaven  appear  ; 
But  they  fhall  learn  thy  holy  word, 
And  love  as  well  as  fear. 
Psalm     LXV.- Second  Part.     Com.  Metre. 
The  Providence  of  God  in  Air,  Earth,  and  Sea  ;   or, 

the  BUJings  of  Rain. 
i   'HPIS  by  thy  ftrength  the  mountains  fltnd, 
A     God  of  eternal  power  ; 
The  fea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempefts  ceafe  to  roar. 

e  Thy  morning  light  ?nd  evening  fhade, 
Succcffive  comforts  bring  : 
Thv  plenteous  fruits  make  harveft  glad. 
Thy  floweri  adorn,  the  fpring. 


PSA     L     M      LXV.  18 

3  Seafons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours, 
Heaven,  earth  and  air  are  thine  ; 
When  clouds,  diftil  in  fruitful  fhowers, 
The  Author  is  divine  : 

'4  Thofe  wandering  cifterns  in  the  fky 
Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
Whofe  watery  treafures  well  fupply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

|  The  thirfty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 
And  ranks  of  corn  appear  ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  bleflings  ftill, 
Thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 

Psalm    LXV.     Third  Part.     Com.  Metre. 

The  BUJjings  of 'the  Spring  ;  or,  God  gives  Rain. 
A  Pfaim  for  the  Hufbandman. 
i    iO  OOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King, 
vJJ     Who  makes  the  earth  his  care  ; 
Vifits  the  pafture's  every  fpring, 
And  bids  the  grafs  appear. 

a  The  clouds  like  rivers  rais'd  on  high, 
Pour  out  at  his  command 
Their  watery  bleffings  from  the  fky. 
To  cheer  the  thirfty  land. 

S  The  foften'd  ridges  of  the  field 
Permit  the  corn  to  fpring  : 
The  vallies  rich  provifion  yield, 
And  the  poor  laborers  fing. 

4  The  little  hills  on  every  fide 
Rejoice  at  falling  fhowers, 
The  meadows  drefs'd  in  beauteous  pride 
Perfume  the  ai  r  with  flowers. 

§  The  barren  clods  refrefh'd  with  rain 
Promife  a  joyful  crop  ; 
The  parched  grounds  look  green  again. 
And  raifc  the  reaper's  hope. 
1* 


122  PSALM       LXVI. 

6     The  various  months  thy  goodnefs  crowns, 

Plow  bounteous  are  chy  ways  ! 
The  bleating  flocks  fpread  o'er  the  downs, 

And  fhepherds  (bout  thy  praife. 

Psalm       LXVI.     Firjl  Part.     Com.  Metre. 

Governing    Power   and  Goodnefs  ;    or,    Our  Grace 
tried  by  AffliRions. 

i    ClNG,  all  the  nations  to  the  Lord, 
O   Sing  with  a  joyful  noife* 
With  melody  of  found  record 
His  honors  and  your  joys. 

2  Say  to  the  Power  that  form'd  the  fky, 

"  How  terrible  art  thou  ! 
"  Sinners  before  thy  prefence  fly, 
"  Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow." 

3  [Come  fee  the  wonders  of  our  God, 

How  glorious  are  his  ways  ? 

In  Mofes  hand  he  put  the  rod, 

And  clave  the  frighted  fcaS. 

4  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  dry, 

While  Ifrael  pafs'd  the  flood  ; 
There  did  the  church  begin  their  joy, 
And  triumph  in  their  God.] 

5  He  rules  by  his  refiftlefs  might  : 

Will  rebel  mortals  dare 
Provoke  th'  Eternal  to  the  fight, 
And  tempt  that  dreadful  war. 

6  Ohblefsonr  God,  and  never  ceafe  ; 

Ye  faints,  fulfil  his  praife  ; 
He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 
•/   Lord,  thou  haft  prov'd  our  fuffcring  fouls, 
To  make  our  graces  fhine  ; 
So  fllver  bears  the  burning  coals, 
.  metal  to  refine. 


PS     A     L     M       LXVI.  123 

8  Through  watery  deeps  and  firey  ways 
We  march  at  thy  commard, 
Led  to  poffefs  the  promis'd  place 
By  thine  unerring  hand. 

Psalm     LXVI.      13 — 2c.     Second  Part. 
Praifc  to  Gcd for  haying  Prayer. 
1    VTOW  fhall  my  ioiemn  vows  be  paid 
1^      To  that  Almighty  power 
That  heard  the  long  requefts  I  made 
In  my  difbefsful  hour. 

s  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 
To  make  his  mercies  known  : 
Come  ye  that  fear  my  God,  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  has  done. 

3  When  on  my  head  huge  forrows  fell, 

I  fought  the  heavenly  aid  ; 
He  fav'd.  my  finking  foul  from  hell, 
And  death's  eternal  made. 

4  If  fin  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart 

While  prayer  employ 'd  my  tongue; 
The  Lord  had  fhewn  me  no  regard, 

Nor  I  his  praifes  fung. 
g  But  God  (his  name  be  ever  bleft) 

Has  fet  my  fpirit  free  ; 
Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  requeft, 

Nor  turn'd  his  heart  from  me. 

Psalm     LXVII. 
The  Nation's  Profperity.  and  the  Church's  Increafe, 

1  QI-IINE,  mighty  God,  on  Sion,  fhine, 
O      With  beams  of  heavenly  grace  ;  ■ 
Reveal  thy  power  through  all  cur  coafts, 

And  fhew  thy  fmiling  face. 

2  [Amidft  our  realm  exalted  high 

Do  thou  our  glory  hand, 
And  like  a  wall  of  guardian  fire 
Surround  the  favourite  land. 


j  £4  PSALM      LXVIII. 

3  When  fhail  thy  name  from  more  to  more 

Sound  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
And  diftant  nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

4  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands, 

Sing-  loud  with  folemn  voice  ; 
Let  every  tongue  exalt  his  praifc, 
And  every  heart  rejoice. 

,5  £L-.  the  great  Lord,  the  fovereign  Judge, 
That  fits  euthron'd  above, 
In  wifflom  rules  the  worlds  he  made 
And  bids  them  tafte  his  love. 

6  Earth  fhall  obey  his  high  command, 
And  yield  a  full  increafe  ; 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chofen  land 
With  fruitfulnefs  and  peace. 

J   God  the  Redeemer  fcatters  round 
IL's  choiceft  favours  here, 
While  the  creation's  utmoft  bound 
Shali  fee,  adore,  and  fear. 

Psalm  LXVIII.     Fir/ Part.   ver.  t— 6, 3*,  25. 

The  Vengeance  and  Compajfion  of  God. 
a    T    ET  God  arife  in  all  his  might, 

X^   And  put  the  troops  of  hell  to  flight; 

As  fmoak  that  fought  to  cloud  the  fkies 

Before  the  rinng  tempeft  flies. 

a  He  comes  array'd  in  burning  flames  ; 
Juftice  and  vengeance  are    his  names  : 
Behold  his  fainting  foes  expire 
Like  melting  wax  before  the  fire.] 

3  He  rides  and  thunders  through  the  fky  ; 
His  name  Jehovah  founds  on  high  : 
Sing  to  his  name  ye  fons  of  grace  ; 

Ye  faints  rejoice  before  his  face. 

4  The^widow  2nd  the  fatherleft 
Fly  to  his  aid  in  fharp  diftrefs  ; 


PSALM       LXV1II.  22S 

In  him  the  poor  and  helplefs  find 
A  judge  that's  juft,  a  father  kind. 

t  He  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chain,- 
And  prifoners  fee  the  light  again  ; 
But  rebels  that  difputehis  will, 
Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darknefs  {till. 
Pause. 

6  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong; 
Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  fong  ; 
His  wondrous  names  and  powers  rehearfe9 
His  honours  (hall  enrich  your  verfe. 

1  He  (hakes  the  heavens  with  loud  alarms  ; 
How  terrible  is  God  in  arms  ! 
In  Ifrael  are  his  mercies  known,. 
Ifrael  is  his  peculiar  throne. 

8  Proclaim  him  king,  pronounce  him  blefi ; 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  reft  : 
When  terrors  rife,  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  ftrength  of  every  faint. 

Psalm   LXVIII.     Second,  Port.    ver.  17,18. 
Chrifi's  Jfcenfion  and  the  Gift  of  the  Spirit. 
1    T    ORD,  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high, 

M-J  Ten  thoufand  angels  fiil'd  the  fky  ; 

Thofe  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 

Like  chariots  that  attend  thyftate. 
s  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 

More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  ; 

While  he  pronoune'd  his  dreadful  law, 

And  flruck  the  chofen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  powers  of  hell, 
That  thoufand  fouls  had  captive  made 
Were  all  in  chains  like  captives  led. 

4  Rais'd  by  his  father  to  the  throne, 
He_fgnt;  his  promis'd  fpirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
Thzl  Gcd  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 


126  P    S     A     L  M       LXVIII. 

Psalm  LXVIII.  3d  Part.  ver.  19.  9,  20,  21,  2-2. 
Praifi  for  temporal  Blcffings  ;  or,  C07««c«  and  f pedal 

Mercies. 
3    "X  X  7"E  blefs  the  Lord,  the  juft,  the  good, 
V  V    Who  fills  our  hearts  with  heavenly  food; 
Who  pours  his  bleffings  from  the  fkses, 
And  loads  our  days  w^th  rich  fupplies. 

2  He  fends  his  fun  his  circuit  round, 

To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground  ; 
He  bids  the  clouds  with  plenteous  rain 
Refrefh  the  thirfty  earth  again. 

3  'Tis  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath, 
And  all  our  near  efcapes  from  death  : 
Safety  and  health  to  God  belong  ; 

He  heals  the  weak  and  guards  the  ftrong. 

4  He  makes  the  faint  and  finner  prove 
The  common  bleffingsof  his  love  ; 
But  the  wide  difference  that  remains 
Is  endlefsjoy  or  endlefs  pains. 

£  The  Lord  that  bruis'd  the  ferpent's  head, 
On  all  the  ferpent's  feed  fhall  tread, 
The  ftubborn  finner's  hope  confound, 
And  fmite  him  with  a  lafting  wound. 

6  But  his  right  hand  his  faints  fhall  raife 
From  the  deep  earth,  or  deeper  feas, 
And  bring  them  to  his  court  above  ; 
There  fhall  they  tafle  his  fpecial  love. 

Psalm  LXIX.     1—14.     Firji  Pari.   Com.  Met,. 
The  fufferings  cfCbrift  for  our  Salvation. 

1  "    Q  AVE  me,  O  God,  the  fwelling  floods 

O   "  Break  in  upon  my  foul; 
**   I  fink,  and  forrows  o'er  my  head 
"  Like  mighty  waters  roll. 

2  "   I  cry  til!  all  my  voice  be  gone, 

"   In  tears  I  wafte  the  day  ; 
11  My  God,  behold  my  longing  eyes, 
c(  And  fhortea  thy  delay. 


P    S     A     L     M      L'XIX. 

3  u  They  hate  my   foul  without  a  caufe, 

"  And  ftill  their  nuraber  grows 
"  More  than  the  hairs  around  my  head, 
"  And  mighty  are  my  foes. 

4  "  'Twas  then  I. paid  that  dreadful  debt 

"  That  men  could- never  P3y, 
'*  And  gave  thofe  honours  to  thy  law 
"  Which  ficners  took  av/ay. 

5  "  Thus  in  the  great  Mefliah's  name, . 

"   The  royal  prophet  mourns  ; 
"  Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief, 
<!   And  gives  us  joy  by  turns. 

6  '*  Now  fhall  the  faints  rejoice  and  find 

"  Salvation  in  thy  name, 
"   For  I  have  borne  their  heavy  load 
"   Of  forrow,  pain,  and  fhame. 

7  '*  Grief  like  a  garment  cloth'd  me  round9. 

"  And  fackcloth  was  my  drefs, 
"   While  I  procur'd  for  naked  fouls 
"  A  robe  of  righteoufnefs. 

8  il  Amongft  my  brethren  and  the  Jews 

"   I  like  a  ftranger  flood, 
"  And  bore  their  vile  reproach  to  bring 
"  The  Gentiles  near  to  God. 

g  {{  I  came  in  finful  mortals  ftead 
M  To  do  mv  father's  will ; 
"  Yet  when  I  cle3ns'd  my  father's  houfe3, 
"  They  fcandaliz'd  my  zeal. 

10  "   My  fadings  and  my  holy  groans 
"   Were  made  the  drunkard's  fong ; 
<;  But  God  from  bisceleftial  chrone 
"  Heard  my  complaining  tongue, 

3i   "  He  fav'd  rne  from  the  dreadful  deep3 
'*  Where  fears  befet  me  round  ; 
«<■  He  rais'd  and  fix'd  my  finking  feet 
"  On. well- eftablifii'd  ground.. 


isr 


128  PSALM      LXIX. 

12  "  'Twas  in  a  mofl  accepted  hour, 

"   My  prayer  arofe  on  high, 
"   And  for  my  fake  my  Gjd  fhall  hear 

"  The  dying  fmner's  cry." 

Psalm  LXIX.   14.21,26,29,32.     Second  Part* 
Common  Metre. 
The  Pafion  and  Exaltation  o/ChriJl. 
l    \TOW  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear 
.lNI      A?.d  mournful  pleafure  fmg 
The  fufferings  of  our  great  high  Prieft, 
The  forrows  of  our  King. 

a  He  finks  in  floods  of  deep  diftrefs. 
How  high  the  waters  rife  ! 
While  to  his  heavenly  Father'*  ear 
He  fends  perpetual  cries. 

j.  "  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  fave  thy  fon, 
"   Nor  hide  thy  mining  face  ; 
"  Why  fhould  thy  favourite  lookjikc  one 
"  Forfaken  ofthy  grace  ? 

4  ••  With  rage  they  perfecute    the  man 

"   That  groans  beneath  thy  wound, 
"   While  for  a  facrifice  I  pour 
"  My  life  upon  the  ground. 

5  "  They  tread  my  honour  to  the  duft, 

•'  And  laugh  when  I  complain  ; 
•'  Their  fharp  infulting  flanders  add 
11   Frefh  anguifh  to  my  pain. 

€  "   All  my  reproach  is  known  to  thee, 
"  The  fcandal  and  the  fhame ; 
*'  Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  heart 
"  And  liesdefil'd  my  rame. 

7  "   I  look'd  for  pity,  but  in  vain  ; 

tl   My  kindred  are  my  grief  ; 
"   I  afk  my  friends  for  comfort  round, 
11   But  meet  with  no  relief. 

8  "   With  vinegar  they  mock  my  third, 

"  They  give  me  gall  for  food  ; 


PSALM       LXI-X.  129, 

"  And  fporting  with  my  dying  groans, 
"  They  triumph  in  my  blocd. 

g  "  Shine  into  my  difrrefTed  foul, 
"  Let  thy  compaffion  fave  ; 
"  And  though  my  flefh  fink  down  to  death, 
"   Redeem  it  from  the  grave. 
SO  "   I  fhall  arife  to  praife  :hy  name, 
"  Shall  reign  in  worlds. unknown  ; 
"  And  thy  falvation,  O  my  God, 
"  Shall  feat  me.  on  thy  throne. 

Psalm   LXIX.       Third  Part.      Common  Metre. 
Chriji's  Obedience  and  Death.  \  or,  God  glorified  and 

Sinners  faved. 
3    T^ATHER,  I  fmg  thy  wondrous  grace, 
JL       I  blefs  my  faviour's  name, 
He  brought  falvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  finner's  fhame. 

2  Kisdeep  diftrefshas  rais'd  us  high, 

His  duty  and  his  zeal 
Fulftii'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke. 
And  finifh'd  all  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  fongs 

Shall  better  pleafe  my  God, 
Than  harp  or  trumpet's  folemn  found* 
Than  goats  or  bullock's  blood. 

4  This  fhall  his  humble  followers  fee, 

And  fet  their  hearts  at  reft  ; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  live  forever  bleft. 

,5  Let  heaven  and  all  that  dwell  on  high 
To  God  their  voices  raife, 
While  lands  and  feas  affift  the  fky, 
And  join  t'  advance  his  praife. 

6  Zion  is  thine,  moft  holy  God, 
Thy  Son  fhall  blefs  her  gates  ; 
And  glory  purchas'd  by  his  blood: 
For  thine  own  Jfraet  waits. 


*3°  PSALM       LXrx. 

Psalm   LX IX.     Fuji  Part.     Long  Metre.  " 
i's  Pc'Jficn  and  Sinner's  Salvation, 
i    T^\ELPin  our  hearts  let  us  record 

JL^/   The  deeper  ionows  of  our  Lord  ; 

Behold  the  rifmg  billows  roll 

To  overwhelm  his  holy  foul. 

I   In  long  complaints  he  fpends  his  breath, 
While  bofts-el  hell  ar.d  powers  o-f  death, 
And  all  the  fons  of  malice  join 
To  execute  their  curftdeugn. 

5  Yet  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  love 
Has  made  the  curfe  a  bleffing  prove  ; 
Thofe  dreadful  fufferings  of  thy  Son 
Atton'd  for  crimes  which  we  had  done. 

j  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 

The  honours  of  thy  la.w  reftor'd  : 
•    His  forrowsmade  thy  juftice  known. 

And  paid.for  follies  not  his  own. 

I  Oh  for  his  fake  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  finner  live  : 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  fhall  our  hope  beturn'd  to  fhame. 

Psalm  LXIX.     ver.  7,  &c.    Second  Part. 
Long  Metre. 
Chr>Jl's  Sufferings  and  Zeal. 
.  "■  J  HVAS  for  our  lake  eternal  Gcd, 
X     Thy  Son  fuft-ain'd  that  heavy  load 
Of  bafe  reproach  ar.d  foie  di -'grace, 
While  Ilia  me  defil'd  his  facredfacc. 

I   The  Jeu><  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  man  that   check'd  their  un  ; 
While  he  fulfili'd  thy  holy  laws, 
They  hate  him,  but  without  a  caufe. 

;  [M\  Father's  huff,  <aid  he,  was  made 
A  place  for  uwrjhip,  not  for  trade. 
Then  fcaicering  all  their  gold  ar.d  brafs, 
He  fcourg'd  the  merchants  from  the  place.  J 


PSALM       LXX, 
4  [Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 

Confum'd  his  life,  expo^'d  his  blood  : 
I    Reproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown 

He  felt  and  mourn'd  them  as  his  own.] 

£  [His  friends  forfcok,  his  followers  fled, 
While  foes  and  arms  furround  his  head  ; 
They  curfe  him  with  a  fknderous  tongue, 
And  the  falfe  judge  maintains  the  wrong,  J 

6  His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies, 
And  charge  his  lips  with  blaiphemies  : 
They  nail  him  to  the  fhameful  tree  ; 
There  hung  the  man  that  died  for  me. 

'7  But  God  beheld,  and  from  his  throne 
Marks  out  the  men  that  hate  his  fon  ; 
The  hand  thatrais'd  him  from  the  dead, 
Shall  pour  the  vengeance  on  their  head. 

Psalm     LXX.     Common  Metre-. 

FroieElion  againjl  Perfonal  Enemies, 

IN  hafte,  O  God,  attend  my  call, 
Nor  hear  my  cries  in  vain  ; 
Oh  letthyfpeed  prevent  my  fall, 
And  ftill  my  hope  fuftain. 

When  foes  invidious  wound  my  name, 

And  tempt  my  foul  aftray, 
Then  let  them  fall  with  lafting  fhame, 

To  their  own  plots  a  prey. 
,,3  While  all  that  love  thy  name  rejoice, 

And  glory  in  thy  word, 
In  thy  falvation  raife  their  voice, 

And  magnify  the  Lord. 
4  O  thou  my  help  in  time  of  need. 

Behold  my  foredifmay  ; 
In  pity  haften  to  my  aid, 

Nor  let  thy  grace  delay. 


»3* 


133  P    S     A    X     M      LXXl. 

Psalm  LXXI.     5—9.     Firft  Part. 
The  aged  Saint's  Reflexion  and  Hope. 

1  "\/TY  God,  my  everlailing  hope, 
JlVJL      I  live  upon  thy  truth  ; 

Thine  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  ftrengthen'd  all  my  youth. 

2  My  flefh  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  power 

With  all  thefe  limbs  of  mine  : 
And  from  my  mother's  painful  hour 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  feen 

Reoeated  every  year  ; 
Behold  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  truft.  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Caft  me  not  off  when  Strength  declines, 

When  hoary  hairs  arife  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  fhine, 
When  e'er  thy  fervant  dies. 

£  Then  in  the  hiftory  of  my  age, 
When  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  every  page, 
In  every  line  thy  praife. 

Psalm  LXXI.    15,  14,16,  23,  22,  '24.  See.  P 
Chriji  our  Strength  and  Right  eoufnefs, 

1  iy  VFY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
1V-L     When  I  begin  thy  praife, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 

The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlafting  truft, 

Thy  goodnefs  I  adore 
And  fince  I  knew  thy  graces  firft 
I  fpeak.  thy  glories  more. 

3  My  feet  fhall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celeftial  road, 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  ftrengtk 
To  fee  ray  father  God, 


PSALM       LXXI.  3  33 

When  I  am  filPd  with  fore  diftrefs 

For  fome  furprifing  fin, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfeft  righteoufnefs, 

And  mention  none  but  thine. 

$■  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 
The  victories  of  my  king' ! 
My  foul  redeem'd  from  fin  and  hell 
Shall  thy  falvation  fing. 

€  My  tongue  fhall  all  the  day  proclaim 
My  Saviour  and  my  God, 
His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  fhame}- 
And  fav'd  me  by  his  blood. 

7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  powers  ; 
With  this  delightful  fong 
I'll  entertain  the  darkeft  hours 

Nor  think  the  feafon  long.] 
Psalm     LXXI.     17 — 11.     Third  Part. 

The  agedCkriJlian*?  Prayer  and  Song  ;   or,  eld  Age j 
Death, andthe  Refurrettien. 

2    f~>  OD  of  my  childhood,  and  my  youth} 
V_X     The  guide  of  all  my  days, 
I  have  declar'd  thy  heavenly  truth, 
And  told  thy  wondrous  ways. 

S  Wilt  thou  forfake  my  hoary  hairs, 
And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 
Who  fhall  fuftain  my  finking  year* 
If  Godmyftrength  depart  ? 

I  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim  v  . 
Before  the  rifing  age, 
And  leave  a  favour  of  thy  name 
When  I  fhall  quit  the  ftage. 

^  The  land  of  filence  and  of  death 
Attends  my  next  remove  ; 
Oh  may  thefe  poor  remains  of  breatk 
Te*ch  the  wide  world  thy  lore  I' 
U 


i34  PSALM      LXXIL 

Pause. 

5  Thy  righteoufnefs  is  deep  and  high, 

Unfearchable  thy  deeds  ; 
Thy  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  fky, 
And  all  my  praife  exceeds. 

6  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  threatenlngs  roar, 

And  oft  endur'd  the  grief  : 
But  when  thy  hand  has  preft  me  fore, 
Thy  grace  was  my  relief. 

7  By  long  experience  have  1  known 

Thy  fovereign  power  to  fave  ; 
At  thy  command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  grave. 
g  When  I  lie  buried  deep  in  duft, 
My  flefh  fhall  be  thy  care  ; 
Thefe  wither'd  limbs  with  thee  I  truft 
To  raife  them  ftrong  and  fair. 

Psalm     LXXII.     Firjl  Part. 
The  Kingdom  o/ChriJi. 
\    /">  REAT  God,  whofe  univerfal  fway 
V_X  The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey- 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  Thy  fecptre  well  becomes  his  hands, 
All  heaven  fubmits  to  his  commands  ; 
His  juftice  fhall  avenge  the  poor, 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 

3  With  power  he  vindicates  the  juft, 
And  treads  th'  oppreffor  in  the  dull; 
His  worfhip  and  his  fear  fhall  laft, 
Till  hours,  and  years,  and  time  be  paft. 

4  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  fhall  he  fend  his  influence  down  : 
His  grace  on  fainting  fouls  diftils» 
Like  heavenly  dew  on  thirfty  hills. 

£  The  heathen  lands  that  lie  beneath 
Th-e  fhades  of  overfpreading  death, 


PSALM      LXXII.  -3$ 

Revive  at  his  firft  dawning  light, 
And  deferts  blofibm  at  the  fight. 

6  The  faints  fhall  flourifh  in  his  days, 
Dreft  in  the  robes  of  jsy  and  praife  ; 
Peace,  like  a  river  from  his  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

Psalm     LXXII.     Second  Part. 
Ckrijl's  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles. 

1  TESUS  fhall  reign  where  e'er  the  fua 
J    Does  his  fucceffive  journies  run  : 

His  kingdom  ftretch  from  fhore  to  fhore, 
Till  moons  fhall  wax  and  wane  no  mere. 

2  [Behold  the  nations  with  their  kings  ; 
There  Europe  her  beft  tribute  brings  ; 
From  north  to  fouth  the  princes  meet, 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 

3  There  Perfia,  glorious  to  beheld, 
And  India  fhines  in  eaftern  gold  ; 
While  weftern  empires  own  their  Lord, 
And  favage  tribes  attend  his  word. 

4  For  him  fhall  endlefs  prayer  be  made, 
And  endlefs  praifes  crown  his  head  ; 
H;s  name  like  fweet  perfume  fhall  rile 
With  every  morning  facrifice. 

g  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  fweeieft  long  ; 
And  infant  voices  fhall  proclaim 
Their  early  bleffings  on  his  name. 

6  Bleffings  abound  where  e'er  he  reigns, 
The  joyful  prifoner  burfis  his  chains  ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  reft, 
And  all  the  fons  of  want  are  bleft. 

y  Where  he  difplays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curfe  are  known  no  more  % 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boaft 
More  bleffings  than  their  father  loft. 


•  36  P     S     A     L     M       LXXIir. 

8  Let  every  creature  rile  and  bring, 

Peculiar  honors  to  our  king  : 

Angels  defcend  with  fongs  again, 

And  earth  repeat  the  loud  amen.] 

P  s  a  l  m   LXXIII.   Firji  Part.   Com.  Metre. 
AJfliftzdSairits  happy,  and  prcfferous  Sinners  cur  Jed. 
i    T^JOW  i'm  convinced,  the  Lord  is  kind 
JIN    To  men  of  heart  fin  cere, 
Yet  once  my  foolifh  thoughts  repin'd, 
And  border'd  on  defpair. 

■  %   I  griev'd  fo  fee  the  wicked  thrive, 
And  fpoke  with  abgry  breath, 
*'  How  pleafant  and  profane  they  live! 
"  How  peaceful  is  their  death  ! 

3  "  With  well  fed  ftefh  and  haughty  eyes 
*'  They  lay  their  fears  to  fleep  ; 
"  Againft  the  heavens  their  fianaers  rife, 
"  While  faints  in  fiience  weep. 

a  *4   In  vain  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
"  And  cleanfe  my  heart  in  vain  ; 
"  For  I  am  chaftened  all  the  day, 
11  The  night  renews  my  pain." 

^  Yet  while  my  tongue  indulg'd  complaints,, 
I  felt  my  heart  reprove.  ; 
"  Sure  Ifball  thus  offend  thy  faints, 
"  And  grieve  the  men  I  love." 

6  But  fiill  I  found  my  doubts  too  hard, 

The  conflict  too  ievtre, 
'Till  I  retn'd  to  fearch  thy  word, 
And  learn  thy  fee  rets  there. 

7  There,  as  in  fome  prophetic  glafc, 

I  faw  the  finner'i  r-et 
Hi  ri  mounted  on  a  flippcry  place 
Be/ide  a  firey  pit. 

1  the  wretch  profanely  boaft, 
'Till  at  thy  frown  he  fell  ; 


F    S     A    L     M       LXXIII, 

His  honors  in  a  dream  were  loft, 
And  he  awakes  in  hell. 

$  Lord,  what  an  envious  fool  I  was  I 
How  like  a  thoughllefs  beaft  ; 
Thus  to  fufpeft  thy  promis'd  grace, 
And  think  the  wicked  bleft. 

so  Yet  I  was  kepc  from  full  defpair, 
Upheld  by  power  unknown  : 
That  bicffed  hand  that  broke  the  fnarc 
Shall  guide  me  to  thy  throne. 

Psalm    LXXIII.     23—28.     Second  turt. 
Common  Metre. 
God  our  Portion  here  and  hereafter. 
i   f~^  OD,  my  fupporter  and  my  hope 
V_X  My  heip  forever  near, 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up 
When  finking  in  defpair. 

2  Thv  counfels,  Lord,  mall  guide  my  £e«t 

Through  life's  bewildered  race  ; 
Thine  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  feat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
And  whilft  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  fprings-of  life  were  broke, 

And  flefh  and  heart  fhould  faint, 
God  is  my  foul's  eternal  rock, 
The  ftrength  of  every  faint. 

Behold  the  finners  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  prefence  die  ; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love 

Can  fave  them  when  they  cry. 

But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  fweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  fhall  found  thy  woikfl  jtu,9i&r-  - 

Aad  tell  the  world  my  joy, 
M  -a 


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j38  PSALM       LXXIII. 

Psalm  LXXIII.  22,  3,  6,  17—20.  Long  Metre, 
The  Profperity  of  Sinners  cv'rfed. 

1    T    ORD,  what  a  thoughilels  wret.cn  was  I, 
X-J  To  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  repine 
To  fee  the  wicked  plac'd  on  high,  • 

In  pride  and  robes  of  honor  fhine. 

8  But,  oh  their  end.  their  dreadful  end  ! 
Thy  fan&uary  taught  me  fo  : 
On  flippery  rocks  I  fee  them  (land, 
And  firey  billows  roll  below. 

3  Now  let  them  boafl  how  tall  they  rife, 
I'll  never  envy  them  again, 

There  they  may  ftand  with  haughty  eyes, 
Till  they  plunge  deep  in  endlefs  pain. 

4  Their  fancy'd"  joys  how  fall  they  flee  f 
Like  dreams,  as  fleeting  and  as  vain  ; 
Their  fongs  of  fofrefi  harmony, 

Are  but  a  preface  to  their  pain. 

5  Now  I  efteem  their  mirth  and  wine, 
Too  dear  to  purchafe  with  my  blood  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  life,  my  portion  and  my  God. 

P  s  a   l   m     LXXIII.     Short  Metre, 

The  Myjiery  of  Providence  unfolded, 

,    QURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
O   Nor  is  religion  vain  ; 
Though  men  of  vice  may  boaft  aloud, 
And  men  of  grace  complain. 

1  I  faw  the  wicked  rife, 

And  felt  my  heart  repine, 
While  haughty  fools  with  fcornful  eycs3 
In  robes  of  honor  fhine. 

j  [Pamper'd  with  wanton  eafe, 
Their  flefh  looks  full  and  fair, 
Their  wealth  rolls  in  like  flowing  feat; 
And  grows  without  their  care. 


PSALM       LXXIV,  139 

4  Free  from  the  plagues  and  pains 
That  pious  fouls  endure, 
Through  all  their  life  oppreflion  reigns, 
And  racks  the  humble  poor. 

$  Their  impious  tongues  blafpheme 
The  everlaiting  God  ; 
Their  malice  blafts  the  good  man's  name. 
And  fpreads  their  lies  abroad. 

6  But  I  with  flowing  tears 

Indulged  my  doubts  to  rife  ; 
*l  Is  there  a  God  that  fees  or  hears 
';  The  things  below  the  fkies  ?"J 

7  The  tumult  of  my  thought 

Held  me  in  hard  fufpenfe, 
.     Till  to  thy  houfe  my  feet  were  brought 
To  learn  thy  juilice  thence. 

Thy  word  with  light  and  power, 

Did  my  mi  flake  amend  : 
I  -viewrd  the  Tinners*  life  before, 

But  here  I  learnt  their  end. 
9  On  what  a  flippery  ffeep 

The  thoughtlefs  wretches  go  | 
And  oh  that  dreadful  fiery  deep 

That  waits  their  fall  below  ! 
3©  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine  j 
J  call  my  God  my  portion  now, 

And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

Psalm     LXXIV. 
The  Church  pleading  with  God  under  fore  Perfeaitlon, 
1  T  T  7ILL  God  forever  caft  us  off  I 
V  y      His  wrath  forever  fmoke 
Againft  the  people  of  his  love, 
His  little  cho fen  flock  ? 
-3  Think  of  the  tribes  fo  dearly  bought 
With  their  Kedfemer's  blood! 


»4»  PSALM         LXXIV. 

Nor  let  thy  Si-on  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  glory  ftood. 

3  Lift,up  thy  feet,  and  march,  in  hafte, 

Alo^d  our  ruin  calls  ; 
See  what  a  wide  and  fcii  ful  wafle 
Is  made  within  thy  v.' alls. 

4  Where  once  thy  churches  pny'd  and  fang 

Thy  foes  profanely  rage  ; 
Amid  thy  gates  their  enugi  s  hang, 
And  there  their  hofls  engage. 

$  How  are  the  feats  of  worfhip  broke  ? 
Tney  tear  the  buildings  down, 
And  he  that  dea's  the  heavieft  ftrokc, 
Procures  the  chief  renown. 

6  With  flames  they  threaten  to  deftroy 

Thy  children  in  their  reft  ; 
Come  let  us  burn  at  once,  they  cry, 
The  temple  and  the  priejl. 

7  And  ftill  to  heighten  our  diftrefs, 

Thy  prefence  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wonted  figns  of  power  and  grace, 
Thy  power  and  grace  are  gone. 

8  No  prophet  fpeaks  to  calm  our  grief, 

But  all  in  filence  mourn  ; 
Nor  know  the  times  of  our  relief 
The  hour  of  thy  return. 

Pa   u    s   e. 
.5  How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long, 
Shall  men  of  pride  blafphemc  ; 
Shall  faints  be  made  their  endlefs  fong, 
And  bear  immortal  fhame  ? 
io  Canft  thou  forever  fit  and  hear 
Thine  holy  name  profan'd  ? 
And  ftill  thy  jealoufy  forbear, 
And  ftill  with-hold  thine  hand  ? 

x\  What  ft- ange  deliverance  haft  ihcu  fhowa 
1q  ages  loirg  before  I 


PSALM       LXxf. 

And  now  no  other  God  we  own, 

No  other  God  adore. 
12  Thou  didft  divide  the  raging  fea 

By  thy  refiftlefs  might, 
To  make  thy  tribes  a  wondrous  way,,* 

And  then  fecure  their  flight. 

ig   Is  not  the  world  of  nature  thine» 
The  darknefs  and  the  day  ?     . 
Didft  thou  not  bid  the  morning  (nine, 
And  mark  the  fun  his  way  ? 

a  4  Hath  not  thy  power  form'd  every  coaft> 
And  fet  the  earth  its  bounds, 
With  fummer's  heat,  and  winter's  froft, 
In  their  perpetual  rounds  ? 

15  And  fhall  the  fons  of  earth  and  duff. 

That  facred  power  blafpheme  ? 
Will  not  thy  hand  that  form'd  them  flrft 
Avenge  thine  injur'd  name  ? 

16  Think  on  the  covenant  thou  haft  made, 

And  all  thv  words  of  love  ; 

Nor  let  the  birds  of  prev  invade 

And  vex  thy  trembling  dove. 

tj  Our  foes  would  triumph  in  our  blood, 

Ard  make  cur  hope  their  jeft  ; 
Plead  thine  own  caufe,  almighty  God, 
And  give  thy  children  reft. 

Psalm     LXXV.     Lou*  Metre. 
Praift  to  God  for  the  return  of  Peace. 
A  rT^O  thee,  moft  high  and  holy  God, 

A     To  thee  our  thankful  hearts  we  raife  ; 
Thy  works  declare  thy  name  abroad,  ■ 
Thy  wondrous  works  demand  our  praife . 

%  To  flavery  doom'd,  thy  chofen  fons 
Beheld  their  foes  triumphant  rife  ; 
And  fore  oppreft  by  earthly  thrones, 
They  fought  the  fovereign  of  the  Adas. 


PSALM      LXXVI. 

3  'Twas  then,  great  God,  with  equal  powery 

Arofe  thy  vengeance  and  thy  grace, 

To  fcourge  their  legions  from  the  more, 

And  fave  the  remnant  of  thy  race. 

4  Thy  hand,  that  form'd  the  reftlefs  main, 

And  rear'd  the  mountain's  awful  head, 
Eade  raging  feas  their  courfe  reflrain, 
And  defert  wilds  receive  their  dead. 

£  Such  wonders  never  come  by  chance, 

Nor  can  the  winds  fuch  blemngs  blow  ; 
'Tjs  God  the  Judge  doth  one  advance, 
'Tis  God  that  lays  another  low. 
€  Let  haughty  tyrants  fink  their  pride, 
Nor  lift  fo  high  their  fcornful  head  ; 
But  lay  their  impious  thoughts  afide, 
And  own  the  empire  God  hath  made. 

Psalm     LXXVI. 

l/raelfavcd,  and  the  AJyriaxs  dejiroyti  ;  or,  God's 
Vengeance  againji  his  Enemies  proceeds  from  bis 
Church. 
t   |N  Judah  God  of  old  was  known  ; 
JL   His  name  in  Ifrael  great ; 
In  Salem  itood  his  holy  throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  fean 
«  Among  the  praifes  of  his  faints, 
His  dwelling  there  he  chofe  ; 
There  he  receiv'd  their  juft  complaints, 
Agamil  their  haughty  foes. 
%  From  Zion  went  his  dreadful  word, 
And  brake  that  threatening  fpear  ; 
The  bow.  the  arrows,  and  the  fword, 
And  crufh'd  the  Affyrian  war. 

4  What  are  th«  earth's  wide  kingdoms  clfe 
But  mighty  hills  of  prey  ? 
The  hill  on  which  Jehovah  dwells 
■Is  glorious  more  than  they. 


*  PSALM      LXXV1L        \ 

■_■§  *Twas  Zion's  king  that  ftopp'd  the  breath 
Of  captains  and  their  bands  : 
The  men  of  might  deep  faft  in  death, 
That  quells  their  warlike  hands. 

6  At  thy  rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God, 
Both  horfe  and  chariot  fell  : 
Who  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  rod  ? 
Thy  vengeance  who  can  tell  ? 

-  7  What  power  can  ftand  before  thy  fight 
When  once  thy  wrath  appears  f 
When  heaven  fhines  round  with  dreadful  light, 
The  earth  adores  and  fears. 

8  When  God  in  his  own  fovereign  ways 
Comes  down  to  fave  th'  oppreft, 
The  wrath  of  man  mail  work  his  praife, 
And  he'll  reftrain  the  reft. 

§  [Vows  to  the  Lord,  and  tribute  bring, 
Ye  princes,  fear  his  frown  : 
His  terrors  fhake  the  proudeft  king, 
And  fmite  his  armies  down. 

*o  The  thunder  of  his  fharp  rebuke 
Our  haughty  foes  fhall  feel ; 
For  Jacob's  God  hath  not  forfook, 
But  dwells  in  Zion  ftilk] 

Psalm     LXXVII.     Firjl  Part. 
Melancholy  ajfaulting ,  and  Hope  prevailing. 
a  rTPO  God  I  ery'd  with  mournful  voice, 
JL     I  fought  his  gracious  ear, 
In  the  fad  hour,  when  trouble  rofe, 
And  fill'd  my  heart  with  fear. 

'  s,  Sad  were  my  days,  and  dark  my  nights, 
My  foul  refus'd  relief  ; 
I  thought  on  God,  the  juft  and  wife, 
But  thoughts  increas'd  my  grief. 

§  Still  I  complain'd  and  ftill  oppreft. 
My  heart  began  to  break  i 


*4  PSALM      LXXVII, 

My  God,  thy  wrath  forbade  my  reft, 
And  kept  my  eyes  awake. 

.4  My  overwhelming  for  rows  grew, 
'Till  I  could  fpeak  no  more  ; 
Then  I  within  myfelf  withdrew, 
And  call'd  thy  judgments  o'er. 

5  I  call'd  back  years  and  ancient  times 
When  I  beheld  thy  face ; 
My  fpirit  fearch'd  for  fecret  crimes 
That  might  with-ho!d  thy  grace. 

£  I  call'd  thy  mercies  to  my  mind, 
Which  I  enjoy'd  before  ; 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kind; 
His  face  appear  no  more  ? 

7  Will  he  forever  caft  me  off  ? 
His  promife  ever  fail  ? 
Has  he  forgot  his  tender  love  F 
Shall  anger  ftill  prevail  ? 

§  But  I  forbid  this  hopelefs  thought, 
This  dark,  defpairing  frame, 
Reraemb'ring  what  thy  hand  hath  wrought ; 
Thy  hand  is  ftill  the  fame. 

4   I'll  think  again  of  all  thy  ways, 
And  talk  thy  wonders  o'er, 
Thy  wonders  of  recovering  grace, 
When  flcfh  could  hope  no  more. 

iX>  Grace  dwelt  withjufticeon  the  throne  J 
And  men  that  love  thy  word, 
Have  in  thy  fao&uary  known 
The  counfclsof  the  Lord. 

Psalm     LXXVII.     Second  Part. 
dcnfort  derived  from  ancient  Providence,  or  IfneT 

delivered  from  Egypt,  and  brought  to  Canaan. 
4  *«   T  TOW  awful  is  thy  chaftcning  rod  ! 
JLA   "  (May  thy  own  children  fay) 
c»  The  great,  the  wife,  the  dreadful  bo4 1 
"  «•<*  h»ly  i»  l»u  way  1 


P     S     A     L     M       LXXVIL  S 

-«   I'll  meditate  his  works  of  old, 
Who  reigns  in  heaven  above, 
I'll  hear  his  ancient  wonders  toldj 
And  learn  to  truft  his  love. 

3  He  faw  the  houfe  of  Jofeph  lie 
With   Egypt's  yoke  oppreft  ; 
Long  he  delay'd  to  hear  their  cry, 
Nor  gave  his  people  reft. 
-^  The  fons  of  pious  Jacob  feem'd 
Abandbn'd  to  their  foes  : 
But  his  Almighty  arm  redeem'd 
The  nation  whom  he  chofe. 

$  From  flavifh  chains  he  fets  them  fret. 
They  follow  where  he  calls  ; 
He  bade  them  venture  through  the  fea, 
And  made  the  waves  their  walls. 

6  The  waters  faw  thee,  mighty  God, 

The  waters  faw  thee  come; 
Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  flood, 
To  make  thine  armies  room. 

7  Strange  was  thy  journey  through  the  fea, 

Thy  footfteps,  Lord,  unknown  ; 
Terrors  attend  the  wondrous  way 
That  brings  thy  mercies  down. 

8  [Thy  voice  with  terror  in  the  found 

Through  clouds  and  darknefs  broke  ; 
AH  heaven  in  lightening  {hone  around, 
And  earth  with  thunder  fhook. 

9  Thine  arrows  through  the  fkies  wef e  hurl'd. 

How  glorious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Surprife  and  trembling  feiz'd  the  world, 
And  all  his  faints  ador'd. 

10  He  gave  them  water  from  the  rock  5 

And  fafe  by  Mofes'  hand, 
Through  a  dry  defert  led  his  flock 
To  Canaan's  promis'd  laud. 
N 


,£o  P     S     A     L     M       LXXVIII. 

Psalm     LXXVIII.     Firjt  Part. 

Providence  of  God  recorded ;    or,   pious  Education 
and  lnji ruction  of  Children. 

1  T    ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
1  J  Which  God  perform'd  of  old  ; 

Which  in  our  younger  years  we  faw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known  ; 

His  works  of  power  and  grace  ; 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down 
Through  every  rifing  race 

3  Our  lips  (hall  tell  them  to  our  fons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  fhall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  fecurely  ftands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practife  his  commands. 

Psalm     LXXVIII.     Second  Part. 

IfraePs  Rebellion  and  Punifhment  ;  or,  the  fins  and 
Chajlifements  of  God's  People. 

i   f\H  what  a  (tiff  rebellious  houfe 
V^/   Was  Jacob's  antient  race  ! 
Falfeto  their  own  moft  folemn  vows, 
And  to  their  Maker's  grace. 

2  They  broke  the  covenant  of  his  love, 

•  And  did  his  laws  defpife, 
Forgot  the  works  he  wrought  to  prove 
His  power  before  their  eyes. 

3  They  faw  the  plagues  on  Egypt  light 

From  his  avenging  hand. 
What  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might 
Spread  o'er  the  ftubborn  land. 

4  They  faw  him  cleave  the  mighty  fea, 

And  march'd  with  fafety  through, 


P     S     A     L     M       LXXVIIL  147 

With  watery  walls  to  guard  their  way, 
'Till  they  had  'fcap'd  the  foe. 

5  A  wondrous  pillar  mark'd  the  road, 

Compos'd  of  fhade  and  light  ; 
By  day  it  prov'd  afhelcering  cloud, 

A  leading  fire  by  night. 

6  He  from  the  rock  their  third  fupply'd  ; 

The"  gufhir.g  waters  flow'd, 
And  ran  in  rivers  by  their  fide, 
Along  the  defert  read. 

7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  moft  high, 

And  dar'd  diftruft  his  hand  ; 

"  Can  he  with  bread  our  hojtj'upply 

"  Amidjl  this  barren  land  ?" 

8  The  Lord  with  indignation  heard, 

And  caus'd  his  wrath  to  flame  : 
His  terrors  ever  ftand  prepar'd 
To  vindicate  his  name. 
Psalm     LXXVIII.     Second  Part. 
The    Punijhmcnt   of  Luxury    and   Intemperance  or, 
Chajlifement  and  Salvation. 

1  TlfHEN  Ifrael  finn'd,  the  Lord  reprov'd, 

V  V     And  fill'd  their  heart  with  dread  i 
Yet  he  forgave  the  men  he  lov'd, 
And  Cent  them  heavenly  bread. 

2  He  fed  them  with  a  liberal  hand, 

And  umde  his  rreafai?s  known  ; 
He  gave  the  midnight-clouds  command 
To  pour  provifion  down. 

3  The  manna  like  a  morning  mower 

Lay  thick  around  their  feet  ; 
The  food  of  heaven,  fo  light,  fa  pure  ; 
As  though  'twere  angels'  meat. 

'4  But  they  in  murmuring  language  faid, 
"   Is  manna  all  our  feafV.  ? 
"  We  loath  this  light,  this  airy  bread  ; 
"  We  muft  have  fiefh  to  tafte." 


148  PSALM      LXXVIIL 

5   "   Yejhallkavejlejhtophafeyourlujl" 
The  Lord  in  wrath  reply'd, 
And  fent  them  quails  like  fand  or  dufl, 
Heap'd  up  on  every  fide. 

€  He  gave  thern  all  their  own  defire  ; 
And  greedy  as  they  fed, 
His  vengeance  burnt  with  fecret  fire, 
And  fmote  the  rebels  dead. 

7   When  fomewere  (lain  the  reft  return'd, 
And  fought  the  Lord  with  tears  ; 
Under"  the  rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn'd, 
But  foon  forgot  their  fears. 

3  Oft  he  chaftis'd.  and  ftill  forgave, 

'Till  by  his  gracious  hand 

The  nations  he  refolv'd  to  fave 

)  Poffefs'd  the  promis'd  land. 

Psalm  LXXVIII.  ver.  32,  &c<  Fourth  Part. 

Backjliding  and  Forgiver.tjs  ;    or,  Sin  punijfud  and 

Saints  Javed. 
j    f~>  RE  AT  God,  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove 
vJX   By  turns  thine  anger,  and  thy  love  ? 
There  is  a  glafs  our  hearts  may  fee 
How  fickle  and  how  falfe  they  be. 

2  How  foon  the  faithlefs  Jews  forgot 

The  dreadful  wonders  God  had  wrought  ? 
Then  they  provoke  him  to  his  face, 
Nor  fear  his  power,  nor  truft  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  confum'd  their  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain  ; 

A  tedious  march  through  unknown  ways 
Wore  out  their  flrength,  and  fpent  their  days. 

4  Oft  when  they  faw  their  brethren  flain, 
They  mourn'd,  and  fought  the  Lord  again  \ 
Call'd  him  the  rock  of  their  abode, 

w  Their  high  Redeemer,  and  their  God. 

5  Their  prayers  and  vows  before  him  life 
As  flattering  words  or  lolcmn  lies, 


PSALM       LXXIX.  149 

While  their  rebellious  tempers  prove 
Falfe  to  his  covenant  and  his  love. 

6  Yet  could  his  fovereign  grace  forgive 
The  men  who  ne'er  deferv'd  to  live  ; 
His  anger  oft  away  he  turn'd, 

Or  elfe  with  gentle  flame  it  burn'd. 

7  He  faw  their  fiefh  was  weak  and  frail, 
He  faw  temptations  ftill  prevail  ; 
The  God  of  Abraham  lov'd  them  ftill, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  hill. 

Psalm     LXXIX.     Long  Metre. 

For  the  Dijlrefs  of  War. 

x  T>EHOLD,  O  God,  what  cruel  foes, 
-O  Thy  peaceful  heritage  invade  ; 
Thy  holy  temple  (lands  defii'd, 
In  dull  thy  facred  walls  are  laid. 

2   Wide  o'er  the  vallies  drench'd  in  blood, 
Thy  people  fall'n  in  death  remain  ; 
The  fowls  of  heaven  their  flefh  devour, 
And  favage  beafts  divide  the  flain. 

§  Th'  infulting  foes,  with  impious  rage, 
Reproach  thy  children  to  their  face  ; 
*'  Where  is  your  God  of  boafted  power, 
"  And  where  the  promife  of  his  grace." 

4  Deep  from  the  prifon's  horrid  glooms, 
Oh  hear  the  mournful  captives  figh,. 
And  let  thy  fovereign  power  reprieve, 
The  trembling  fouls  condemned  to  die. 

j  Let  thofe,  who  dar'd  infult  thy  reign, 
Return  difmay'd  with  endlefs  fhame, 
While  heathens,  who  thy  grace  defpife, 
Shall  from  thy  vengeance  learn  thy  name,. 

6  So  fhall  thy  children,  freed  from  deathj, 
Eternal  fangs,  of  honor  raife, 

N  a 


15°  PSALM       LXXX. 

And  every  future  age  fhall  tell, 

Thy  fovereign  power  and  pardoning  grace. 

Psalm     LXXX. 

The  Church's  Prayer  under  Afflitlion  ;  or,  the  Vine- 
yard cf  God  wafted. 

1  r>  REAT  Shepherd  of  thine  Ifrael, 

VJT  Who  did  ft  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 
And  lead  the  tribes,  thy  chofen  fheep, 
Safe  throagh  the  defert  and  the  deep. 

2  Thy  church  is  in  the  defert  now, 

Shine  from  on  high,  and  guide  us  through  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
We  fhall  be  fav'd  and  figh  ne  more. 

3  Great  God  whom  heavenly  hofts  obey. 
How  long  fhall  we  lament  and  pray  ? 
And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  return  ? 
How  long  fhall  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 

4  Inftead  of  wine  and  cheerful  bread, 
Thy  faints  with  their  own  tears  are  fed  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 

We  fhall  be  fav'd  and  figh  no  more. 
Pause      I. 

5  Haft  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hands 
A  lovely  vine  in  heathen  lands  ? 
Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round, 
And  heavenly  dews  enrich  the  ground  ? 

6  How  did  the  fpreading  branches  fhoot, 
And  blefs  the  nations  with  the  fruit  ; 
But  now,  dear  Lord,  look  down  and  fee 
Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lovely  tree. 

7  Why  is  her  beauty  thus  defae'd  ? 
Why  haft  thou  laid  her  fences  wafte 
Strangers  and  foes  againft  her  join, 
And  every  beaft  devours  the  vine. 

I  Return,  almighty  God,  return  ; 

Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn  j 


PS     A     L     M       LXXXI.  151 

Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
We  fhall  be  fav'd  and  figh  no  more, 
Pause      II. 

9  Lord,  v/hen  this  vine  in  Canaan  grew» 
Thou  waft  its  ftrength  and  glory  too  ;. 
Attack'd  in  vain  by  all  its  foes. 

Till  the  fair  branch  of  promife  rofe. 

10  Fair  branch,  crdain'd  of  old  to  fhoot 
From  David's  ftock,  from  Jacob's  root  5 
Himfelf  a  nobie  vine,  and  we 

The  leffer  branches  of  the  tree  : 

11  'Tisthy  own  Son  :   and  he  fhall  ftand 
Girt  with  thy  ftrength  at  thy  right  hand  5. 
Thy  firft-born  Son,  adorn'd  and  bleft 
With  power  and  grace  above  the  reft. 

12  Oh. !  for  his  fake  attend  our  cry, 

.    Shine  on  thy  churches  left  they  die  ;. 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
We  fhall  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

Psalm     LXXXI.      1,  8—16. 

The   Warning  of  God  to  his  People  ;  or,    Spiritual 
Blejfings  and  Ptini/Jiments. 

1    CING  to  the  Lord  aloud, 
O    And  make  a  joyful  noife  ; 
God  is  our  ftrength,  our  Saviour  Gods 
Let  Ifrael  hear  his  voice. 

a  "  From' idols  falfe  and  vain, 
"  Prefervemy  rites  divine  ; 
"  I  am  the  Lord  who  broke  thy  chain 
"  Of  fla very  and  of  fin. 

3  "  Stretch  thy  defires  abroad, 

"  And  I'll  fupply  them  well  ;  i 

"  But  if  we  will  refufe  your  God, 
"  If  Ifrael  will  rebel ; 

4  I'll  leave  them,  faith  the  Lord, 

"  To  their  own  lufts  a  prey. 


152  PSALM       LXXXII. 

u  And  let  them  run  the  dangerous  road, 
"  'Tis  their  own  chofen  way. 

5  "  Yet  oh  !  that  all  my  faints 

"  Would  hearken  to  my  voice  ! 
"  Soon  I  would  eafe  their  fore  complaints, 
"  And  bid  their  hearts  rejoice. 

6  "  While  I  deftroy  their  foes, 

"  I'll  richly  feed  my  flock, 
"  And  they  (hall  tafte  the  ftream  that  flows 
"  From  their  eternal  rock." 

Psalm     LXXXII. 
Codthefuprtme  Governor  ;  or,  Magijlrates  warned* 
T      \   MONG  th'  affemblies  of  the  great 
JTx.   A  greater  ruler  takes  his  feat  ; 
The  God  of  heaven  as  judge  furveys 
Thofe  gods  on  earth  and  all  their  ways. 

2  Why  will  ye  frame  oppreffive  laws  ? 
Or  whyfupport  the  unrighteous  caufe  ? 
When  will  ye  once  defend  the  poor, 
That  foes  may  vex  the  faints  no  more  ? 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know  I 
Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go  ; 
Their  name  of  earthly  gods  is  vain, 

For  they  fhall  fall  and  die  like  men. 

4  Arife,  OLord,  and  let  thy  Son 
Poilefs  his  univerfal  throne, 

And  rule  the  nations  with  his  rod  :. 
He  is  our  Judge,  and  he  our  God. 

P  s   A    l    m      LXXXIII. 
J  Complaint  againji  Pcrfecutors. 

A  ND  will  the  God  of  Grace 
*     x\.  Perpetual  filence  keep  ? 

The  God  of  juftice  hold  his  peace. 
And  let  his  vengeance  fleep  ? 

3  Behold  what  curfed  fnares 

The  men  of  mifchief  fpread  :. 


PSALM       L  XXX IV.  15.3 

The  men  that  hate  thy  faints  and  thee,. 
Lift  up  their  threatening  head.. 

3  Againft  thy  hidden  ones, 

Their  counfels  they  employ, 
And  malice  with  her  watchful  eye* 
Purfues  them  to  deftroy. 

4  "  Come,  let  us  join,  they  cry, 

"  To  root  them  from  the  ground, 

%"  Till  not  the  name  of  faints  remain,, 

"  Nor  memory  fhall  be  found." 

5  Awake,  almighty  God, 

And  call  thy  wrath  to  mind  : 
Give  them  like  forefts  to  the  fire,. 
Or  flubble  to  the  wind. 

6  Convince  their  rr.adnefs,  Lord, 

And  make  them  feek  thy  name  ; 
Or  e'lfe  their  ftubborn  rage'confound-,. 
That  they  may  die  in  fhame. 

7  Then  fnall  the  nations  know 

Thy  glorious,  dreadful  word j. 
Jehovah,  is  thy  name  alone, 
And  thou  the  iovereign  Lord'. 
Psalm    LXXXIV.  Firji  Part.  Long  Metre.-, 
the  P  leaf ure  of  public  Worfiip. 

1  J  TOW  pleafant,  how  divinely  fair, 
11   O  Lord  of  hofts,  thy  dwellings  are! 
With  long  defire  my  i'pirit  faints 

To  meet  th'  affemblies  of  thy  faints. 

2  My  flem  would  reft  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God  ; 
My  God  !  my  King  !  why  fhould  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee. 

The  fparrow  chufes  where  to  reft, 
And  for  her  young  provides  her  neft  ; 
But  will  my  God  to  fparrows  grant 
That  pleafure  which  hi&  children  want  rV 


354  P     S     A     L    'M     LXXXIV. 

4  Bleft  are  the  faints  who  fit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  nbove  the  iky  ; 
Thy  brighteft  glories  ihine  above, 
And  all  their  work,  is  praife  and  love.. 

5  Bleft  are  the  fouls  who  find  a  place 
Wilhin  the  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  feek.  thy  face  and  learn  thy  praife. 

6  Bleft  are  the  men  whofe  hearts  are  fet 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate  ; 

G'id  is  their  ftrength,  and  through  the  road* 
They  lean  upon  their  helper  God. 

7  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  ftrength, 
Till  all  fhall  meet  in  heaven  at  length, 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worfhip  there. 

Psalm   LMXXIV.   Second  Part.   Long  Metre. 

God  and  his  Church  ;  or,  Grace  and  Glory. 
l    f~~^  REAT  God  attend,  while  Zion  fing* 

Vjy  The  joy  that  from  thy  prefence    fprings ; 

To  fpend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 

Exceeds  a  thoufand  days  of  mirth. 

•    Might  I  enjoy  the  meaneft  place 
Within  thy  houfe,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  eafe,  nor  thrones  of  power 
Should   tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  fun,  he  makes  our  day  ; 
G'-'d  is  our  fhield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  aiTauks  of  hell  and  fin, 
From  fes  without  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  beffow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  : 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  fouls. 

5  Oh  God,  our  King,  whofe  fovereign  fway 
The  glorious  hofts  of  heaven  obey, 


PSALM      LXXXIV.  155- 

And  devils  at  thy  prefence  flee, 
Bleft  is  the  man  that  trufts  in  thee. 

P   s   a    l  "m     LXXXIV.     ver.   1,  2,  3,  10. 
Paraphrafed  in  Common  Metre. 
Delight  in  Ordinances  of  Worjhip  ;  or,  God  prefenl 
in  his  Churches. 

1  "J\  /T Y  foul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 
IVl  To  which  thy  God  reforts  ! 
'Tis  heaven  to  fee  his  fmiling  face, 

Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 

2  There  the  great  Monarch' of  the  fkies 

His  faving  power  difplays, 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 
With  kind  and  quickening  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heavenly  Dots 

Defcends  and  fills  the  place, 
While  Chriji  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 
And  fheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 

The  fecrets  of  thy  will  : 
1      And.  ftill  we  feek  thy  mercies  there, 
And  fing  thy  praifes  ftill. 
Pause. 
•  5  My  heart  and  flefh  cry  out  for  thee, 
While  far  from  thine  abode  ; 
When  fhall  I  tread  thy  courts  and  fee 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ! 

Wo  The  fparrow  builds  herfelf  a  neft, 
And  fuffers  no  remove  ; 
Oh  make  me  like  the  fparrows,  blelb, 
To  dwell  but  where  I  love. 
7  To  fet  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 
And  hear  thy  gracious  voice 
Exceeds  a  whole  eternity 
Empldy'd  in  carnal  joys, 
3  Lord,  at  thy  threfhold  I  would  wait, 
While  Jefus  is  within, 


■i56  PSALM      X  XXXIV. 

Rather  than  fill  a  throne  of  date, 
Among  the  tents  of  fin. 

9  Could  I  command  the  fpacious  land, 
And  the  more  boundlefs  fea, 
For  one  bleft  hour  at  thy  right  hand 
I'd  give  them  both  away. 

Psalm    :LXXXIV.    As  the  148th  Pfalm, 
Longing  for  the  houfc  of  God. 
I    T    ORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
.1  J  How  pleafant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thy  earthly  temples  are; 

To  thine  abode 

My  heart  afpires 

With  warm  defires 

To  fee  xiy  God. 
*   The  fparrow  for  her  young 
With  pleafure  feeks  a  neft, 
And  wandering  fwallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  reft; 

My  fpirit  faints 

With  equal  zeal 

To  rife  and  dwell 

Among  thy  faints. 
3  O  happy  fouls  that  pray, 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear, 
O  happy  men  that  pay 
Their  conftant  fervice  there  ! 

They  praife  thee  ftill  ; 

And  happy  they 

That  love  the  way 

To  Zion's  hill.  / 

4  They  go  from  ilrength  to  ftrength, 
Thro'  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
Till  each  in  heaven  appears ; 

O  glorious  feat 

When  God  our  King 

Shall  thither  bring 

Our  willing  feet  i 


PSALM       LXXXV.  itf 

Pause. 
,5  To  fpend  one  facred  day, 
Where  God  and  faints  abide, 
Affords  diviner  joy 
Than  thoufand  days  befide  5 
Where  God  reforts, 
I  love  it  more 
To  keep  the  door 
Than  mine  in  courts. 

£  God  is  our  fun  and  fhield, 
Our  light  and  our  defence  ; 
With  gifts  our  hands  are  fill'd 
We  draw  our  bleffings  thence  g 

He  fhall  beftow 

On  Jacob's  race 

Peculiar  grace 

And  glory  too. 

?  The  Lord  his  people  loves; 
His  hand  no  good  with-holds 
From  thofe  his  heart  approves, 
From  pure  and  pious  fouls  : 
Thrice  happy  he, 
O  God  of  hofts, 
Whofe  fpirit  trufts 
Alone  in  thee. 
Psalm     LXXXV,     Ver.  i— 8.  Firjl  Pari. 
Waiting  for  an  Anfwer  to  Prayer  ;  or,  Deliverance 

begun  and  completed. 

i    T    ORD,  thou  haft  calPd  thy  grace  to  mind, 

X  J  Thou   haft  revers'd  our  heavy  doom, 

So  God  forgave  when  Ifrael  finn'd, 

And  brought  his  wandering  captives  home* 

g  Thou  haft  begun  to  fet  us  free, 
And  made  thy  fierceft  wrath  abate  % 
Now  let  our  hearts  be  turn'd  to  thee, 
And  thy  falvation  be  complete. 

3  Revive  our  dying  graces,  Lord, 
And  let  thy  faints  in  thee  rejoice  f 
O 


i58  PSALM      .LXXXV. 

Make  known  thy  truth,  fulfil  thy  word  : 
We  wait  for  praife  to  tune  our  voice. 

4  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  fay  : 
He'll  fpeak,  and  give  his  people  peace  : 
But  let  them  run  no  moreaftray, 
Left,  his  returning  wrath  increafe. 

Psalm  LXXXV.  Ver.  9.  &c.    Second  Pari, 
Salvation  by  Chrift. 

1  QALVATION  is  forever  nigh 

»3   The  fouls  that  fear  and  truft  the  Lord  ; 
And  grace  defcending  from  on  high 
Frefh  hopes  of  glory  fhall  afford. 

2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 

Since  Chrift  the  Lord  came  down  from  heavens 
J3y  his  obedience  fo  complete 
Juftice  is  pleas'd,  and  peace  is  given. 

3  Now  truth  and  honour  fhall  abound, 
Religion  dwell  on  earth  again, 

And  heavenly  influence  blcfs  the  ground 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentler  reign. 

4  His  righteoufnefs  is  gone  before, 
To  give  us  free  accefs  to  God  ; 

Our  wandering  feet  lhall  ftray  no  more, 
But  mark  his  fteps,  and  keep  the  road. 

Psalm     LXXXVI.     Ver.  8—13. 

A  general  Song  of  Praife  to  GOD. 
i      A   MONG  the  princes,  earthly  gods, 
JTx.  There's  none  hath  power  divine  : 
Nor  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  are  thy  works  like  thine. 

*.  The  nations  thou  haft  made  mail  bring 
Their  oflerings  round  thy  throne  ; 
For  thou  alone  d  ift  wondrous  things, 
for  thou  art  God  alone. 


P     S     A     L     M       LXXXVII.  155 

3  Lord,  I  would  walk,  with  holy  feet, 

Teach  me  thine  heavenly  ways. 
And  all  my  wandering  thoughts  unite 
In  God  my  father's  praife. 

4  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  tongue 

Shall  thofe  fweet  wonders  tell, 
How  by  thy  grace  my  finking  foul 
Rofe  from  the  deeps  of  hell. 

Psalm     LXXXVII. 

The  Church  the  Birth  Place  of  the  Saints  ;  cr  Jcv/3 
and  Gentiles  united  in  the  Chrifiian  Church. 

1  f~^  OD  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 
VJ  Foundation  for  his  heavenly  praife; 
He  liked  the  tents  of  Jacob  well, 
Butfliilin  Sion  loves  to  dwell. 

2  His  mercy  vifits  every  houfe 

That  pay  their  night  and  morning  vows  ; 
But  makes  a' more  delightful  flay, 
Where  churches  meet  to  praife  and  pray. 

3  What  glories  were  defcrib'd  cf  old  ! 
What  wonders  are  in  Sion  told  ! 
Thou  city  of  our  God  below, 

Thy  fame  (hall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

4  Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  Jew? 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew  : 
Angels  and  men  fhall  join  to  fmg 
The  hill  were  living  waters  fpring, 

5  When  God  makes  up  his  laft  account 
Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 
'Twill  be  an  h%nour  to  appear 

As  one  new  born  and  nourifh'd  there. 

Psalm     LXXXVIII.     As  the  113th. 

Lcfs  of  Friends,  and  abfev.ee  of  Divine  Grace. 

God  of  my  falvaticn,  hear 

My  nightly  groan, -my  daily  prayeij 


o 


160  PSALM      LXXXIX. 

That  ftill  employ  my  wafting  breath; 
My  foul,  declining  to  the  grave, 
Implores  thy  fovereign  power  to  fave 

From  dark  defpair  and  lafting  death, 
s   Thy  wrath  lies  heavy  on  my  foul, 
And  waves  of  forrows  o'er  me  roll, 

While  duft  and  fiience  fpread  the  gloom  ^ 
My  friends,  belov'd  in  happier  days, 
The  d?ar  companions  of  my  ways. 

Defcend  around  me  to  the  tomb. 

3  As,  loll  in  lonely  grief,  I  tread 
The  mournful  manfions  of  Ll;e  d?2d, 

Or  to  fume  throng'd  affembly  go  ; 
Through  all  alike  I  rove  alone, 
While,  here  forgot  and  there  unknown, 

The  change  renews  my  piercing  woe. 

4  And  why  will  God  negleft  my  call  ? 
Or  who  (hall  profit  by  my  fall, 

When  life  departs  and  love  expires  ? 
Can  daft  and  darknefs  praifethe  Lord  ? 
Or  wfke,  or  brighten  at  his  word, 

And  tune  the  harp  with  heavenly  quires  f 

£  Yctthrough  each  melancholy  day, 
I've  piMy'd  to  thee,  and  ftill  will  pray, 

Imploring  ftill  thy  kind  return — 
But  oh  !    my  friends,  my  comforts,  fled, 
And  all  my  kindred  of  the  dead 

Recal  my  wandering  thoughts  to  mourn. 

Psalm    LXXXIX.     Ptrjt  Part.    Long  Metrr. 

The  Coveiyint  mad':  with  Chrijl  ;  or,  the  true  David. 

X    T^OREVER  (hall  my  long  record 
X     The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord  ; 
Mercy  and  trulh  forever  (land 
Like  heaven  eftabliih'd  by  his  hand. 

*   Thus  fo  his  Son  he  fwareand  faid, 
"  With  thee  my  covenant  fii  ft  is  made  j 
"  In  thee  (ball  dying  Tinners  live  ? 
44  Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give, 


PSALM      LXXXIX.  *6i 

5  *s  Be  thou  my  prophet,  thou  my  prieft, 
*<  Thy  children  fhall  be  ever  bleft  : 

"  Thou  art  my  chofen  king,  thy  throne 
"  Shall  ftand  eternal  like  my  own. 
4   "  There's  none  of  all  my  fons  above 
<s  So  much  my  image  or  my  love  ; 
**  Celeiliai  powers  thy  fubje&s.  are, 
"  Then  what  can  earth  to  thee  compare  ? 

g  <c  David,  my  fervant,  whom  I  chofe 
*'•  To  guard  my  flock,  to  crufh  my  foes  ; 
"  And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jewifii  throne, 
"  Was  but  a  fhadow  of  my  Son." 

6  Now  let  the  church  rejoice  and  fing, 
Jcjus  her  faviour  and  her  king  ; 
Angels  his  heavenly  wonders  fhow, 
And  faints  declare  his  works  below. 

Psalm  LXXXIX.    Firft  Part.    Com.  Metre. 
The  Faithfuhefs  of  God. 

1  TV  JfY  never-ceafing  fong  fhall  fhow 
JLV-L   The  mercies  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  make  fucceeding  ages  know 

How  faithful  is  his  word. 

2  The  facred  truths  his  lips  pronounce 

Shall  firm  as  heaven  endure  : 
And  if  he  fpeak  a  promife  once, 
Th'  eternal  grace  is  fure. 

3  How  long  the  race  of  David  held 

The  promis'd  Jcwijh  throne  ! 
But  there's  a  nobler  covenant  feal'd 
To  David's  greater  fon, 

4  His  feed  forever  fhall  poffefs 
'   A  throne  above  the  flues  ; 

Themeaneft  fubjefts  of  his  grace  ■ 
Shall  to  that  glory  rife. 

{  Lord  God  of  hofts,  thy  wondrous  ways 
Are  fung  by  faints  above  ; 

O    2 


:6z  PSALM      LXXXIX. 

And  faints  on  earth  their  honours  raife 
To  thy  unchanging  love. 

Psalm     LXXXIX.     7,  &c.  Second  Part. 

The   Power   and  Majejly  of  God  ;  or,    Reverential 

WorJJiip. 

1  TI  TITH  reverence  let  the  faints  appear, 

VV     And  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
His  high  commands  with  reverence  hear,' 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

2  How  terrible  thy  glories  rife  ! 

How  bright  thine  armies  mine  ! 
Where  is  the  power  with  thee  that  vies, 
Or  truth  compar'd  with  thine  ? 

3  The  Norther*  pole  and  Southern  reft 

On  thy  fupporting  hand  ; 
Darknefs  and  day  from  Eaji  to  Weji 
Move  round  at  thy  command. 

4  Thy  word  the  raging  winds  controul, 

And  rule  the  boifterous  deep  ; 
Thou  mak'ft  the  fleeping  billows  roll, 
The  rolling  billows  deep. 

5  Heaven,  earth,  and  air,  and  fea  are  thine, 

And  the  dark  world  of  hell ; 
They  faw  thine  arm  in  vengeance  fhine 
When  Egypt  durft  rebel. 

6  Juftice  and  judgement  are  thy  throne, 

Yet  wondrous  is  thy  grace  ! 
While  truth  and  mercy  join'd  in  one, 

Invite  us  near  thy  face. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.     15,  &c.     Third  Part. 
A  bleJJ'ed  Gofpd. 
\   Ty  LEST  are  the  fouls  who  hear  and  know 
-D  The  gofpcl's  joyful  found  ! 
Peace  fhall  attend  the  path  they  go, 
And  light  their  fteps  furrourl. 

3  Their  joy  fhall  bear  their  fpirits  up, 
Through  their  Redeemer's  name; 


PSALM       LXXXIX.  163 

His  righteoufnefs  exalts  their  hope, 
And  fills  their  foes  with  fhame. 

5  The  Lord  our  glory  and  defence 
Strength  and  falvation  gives  ; 
Ifrael,  thy  king  forever  reigns, 
Thy  God  forever  lives. 

Psalm     LXXXIX.     19,  &c.     Fourth  Part. 

Chriji's  mediatorial  Kingdom  ;  or,    his    divine  and 

human  Nature. 

1  T  TEAR  what  the  Lord  in  vifion  faid, 
JLJL  And  made  his  mercy  known  : 

*'  Sinners,  behold,  your  help  is  laid 
"  On  my  almighty  Son. 

2  Behold  the  man  my  wifdom  chofe 

Among  your  mortal  race  : 

His  head  my  holy  oil  o'erflows, 

With  full  fupplies  of  grace. 

3  High  fhall  he  reign  on  David's  throne, 

My  people's  better  king  ; 
My  arm  fhall  beat  his  rivals  down, 
And  dill  new  fubje&s  bring. 

4  My  truth  fhall  guard  him  in  his  way 

With  mercy  by  his  fide  ; 
While  in  my  name  o'er  earth  and  fea 
He  fhall  in  triumph  ride. 

5  Me  for  his  father  and  his  God, 

He  fhall  forever  own, 
Call  me  his  rock,  his  high  abode, 
And  I'll  fupport  my  fon. 

6  My  firft-born  fon  array'd  in  grace, 

At  my  right  hand  fhall  fit, 
Beneath  him  angeisknow  their  place, 
And  monarchs  at  his  feet. 

7  Mycovenant  Hands  forever  faft, 
My  promifes  are  ftrong  ; 

Firm  as  the  heavens  his  throne  fhall  laft, 
His  feed  endure  as  long. 


i64  PSALM      LXXXIX. 

Psalm  LXXXIX.  30,  &c.  Fifth  Part. 

Tin  Covenant  of  Grace  unchangeable  ;  or,  Affliction- 

without  rejedion. 
X   T7"£T  (faith  the  Lord)  if  David's  race, 
X     The  children  of  my  fon, 
Should  break  my  laws,  abufe  my  grace 
And  tempt  mine  anger  down  ; 
a   Their  fins  I'ilvifit  with  the  rod, 
And  make  their  folly  fmart ; 
Bur  I'll  not  ceafe  to  be  their  God, 
Nor  from  my  truth  depart. 

3  My  covenant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 

But  keep  my  grace  in  mind  ; 
And  what  eternal  love  hath  fpoke, 
Eternal  truth  (hall  bind. 

4  Once  have  I  fworn,  (I  need  no  more) 

And  pledg'd  my  holinefs, 
To  feal  the  facred  promife  fure 
To  David  and  his  race. 

$  The  fun  fhall  fee  his  offspring  rife 
And  fpread  from  fea  to  fea. 
Long  as  he  travels  round  the  fkies 
To  give  the  nations  day. 

6  Sure  as  the  moon  that  rules  the  night 
His  kingdom  fhall  endure, 
Till  the  fix'd  laws  of  fhade  and  light 
Shall  be  obferv'd   no  more. 

Psalm     LXXXIX.     47.  &c.  Sixth  Pari 
Long  Metre. 
Mortality  and  Hope. 
A  Funeral  Pfalm. 
j    T)  EMEMBER  Lord,  our  mortal  flate, 
J\   How  frail  our  life,  how  fhort  our  date  ! 
Where  is  the  man  that  diaws  his  breath 
Safe  from  difc-afe,  fecure  from  death. 

a  Lord,  while  we  fee  whole  nations  die, 
Our  flefh  and  flrength  repine  and  cry, 


PSALM       LXXXIX.  *6§ 

w  Muft  death  forever  rage  and  reign  ! 
"  Or  baft  thou  made  mankind  in  vain.'* 

2  Where  is  thy  promife  to  the  juft  ? 
Are  not  thy  fervants  turn'd  to  dud  ? 
But  faith  forbids  thefe  mournful  fighs, 
And  fees  the  fk-eping  duft  arife. 

4  That  glorious  hour,  that  dreadful  day 
Wipes  the  repioach  of  faints  away, 
And  clears  the  honour  of  thy  word  : 
Awake,  our  fouls,  and  biefs  the  Lord. 

Psalm     LXXXIX.     4?,  &c.     Loft  Tart* 

As  the  113th  Pfalm. 

Life,  Death,  and  the  Rcfurreclion. 

1   r  !  ^HINK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man, 

X     How  few  his  hours,  how  fhort  his  fpan  f 

Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave  : 
Who  can  fecure  his  vital  breath 
Againft  the  bold  demands  of  death 
With  fkill  to  fly,  or  power  to  fave  ? 

t   Lord,  fhall  it  be  forever  faid, 

"  The  race  of  man  was  only  made 

"  For  fickuefs,  forrow  and  the  duft  ?'* 
Are  not  thy  fervants  day  by  day 
Sent  to  their  graves,  and  turn'd  to  clay  f 

Lord,  where's  thy  kindnefs  to  the  juft  ? 

5  Hafb  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  fon, 
And  all  his  feed  a  heavenly  crown  ? 

But  flefh.  and  feofe  indulge  difpair  ; 
Forever  bieffed  be  the  Lord, 
That  faith  can  read  his  holv  word, 

And  find  a  refuirecKon  there. 

4  Forever  bieffed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  gives  his  faints  along  reward, 

For  all  their  toil,  reproach  and  p2in  ; 
Let  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Jfiin  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love, 

And  each  repeat  their  loud  Amen. 


:66  PSA     L     M      XC. 

Psalm     XC.     Long  Metre. 
Man  Mortal,  and  GOD  Eternal. 
A  mournful  Song  at  a  Funeral. 

i   HPHRO'  every  age,  eternal  God, 
JL     Thou  art  our  reft,  our  fafe  abode  : 
High  was  thy  throne  ere  heaven  was  made, 
Or  earth  thy  humble  foot- ftcol  laid. 

a  Long  had'ftthou  reign'd  ere  time  began, 
Or  duft.  was  fafhion'd  to  a  man  ; 
And  ioDgthy  kingdom  fhall  endure 
When  earth  and  time  fhall  be  no  more. 

3  But  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die, 
Made  up  of  guilt  and  vanity  : 

Thv  dreadful  fentencc,  Lord,  was  juft, 
"  Return  yefmntrs  to  your  du/ts*' 

4  [A  thoufand  of  our  years  am  Hint 
Scarce  to  a  day  in  thin~  account, 
Like  yefterday'a  departed  light ; 
Or  the  lait  watch  of  ending  night. 

Pause. 

5  Death,  like  an  overflowing  ft  ream-,. 
Sweeps  us  away  ;   our  life's  a  Jieam  : 
An  empty,  tale  ;  a  morning  flo  "er, 
Cut  down  and  wither'd  in  an  hour.} 

6  [Our  a^e  to  feventy  years  is  fet ; 

How  fhort  the  time  !  how  frail  the  ftate  ! 

And  if  to  eighty  we  arrive, 

IV  e  rather  figh,  and  groan  than  live. 

7  BuJt  oh  how  oft  thy  wrath  appears, 
And  cuts  off  our  expected  years  ! 
Thv  wrath  awakes  our  humble  dread  ! 
We  fear  the  power  that  ftrikes  us  dead.] 

8  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man ; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  the  fpan, 
'Till  a  wife  care  of  piety 

Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwcli  with  thee. 


PSALM      XC.  167 

P  s  a   l   m     XC.     1 — 5.  Firjl  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
Man  Frail,  and  GOD  Eternal. 
s  /""\UR  God,  our  help  in  ages  paft, 
V_y   Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  fhelter  from  the  ftormy  blaft, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

2  Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  throne 

Thy  faints  have  dwelt  fecure  ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  my  defence  is  fure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  flood, 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 
From  everlaftingthou  art  God 
To  endlefs  years  the  fame. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flefh  to  duft, 

Return  ye  fons  of  men  ; 
All  nations  rofe  from  earth  at  firft, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

j  A  thoufand  ages  in  thy  fight 
Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rifing  dawn. 

6  [The  bufy  tribes  of  flefh  and  blood, 

With  all  their  lives  and  cares, 
Are  carried  downwards  by  the  floods 
And  ioftin  following  years. 

7  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  ftream, 

Bears  all  its  fons  away  ;  t 

They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

8  Like  flowry  fields  the  nations  ftand 

Pleas'd  with  the  morning  light ; 
The  flowers  beneath  the  mower's  hand 
Lie  withering  ere  'tis  night.] 

9  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  paft, 

Gur  hope  for  years  to  come, 


l€8  PSALM      XC. 

Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  laft, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

Psalm  XC.    8.  11,  2,  io,  12.    Second  ParL 
Common  Metre. 

Infirmities  and  Mortality  the  efftcl  of  fin  ;  or,  Lifet 

old  Age,  and  Preparation  for  Death, 

1    T    ORD,  if  thine  eyes  furvey  our  faults, 
JL-i   And  juflice  grow  fevere, 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  exceeds  our  thoughtS| 
And  burns  beyond  our  fear. 

S  Thine  anger  turns  our  frame  to  duft  ; 
By  one  offence  to  thee, 
Adam,  with  all  his  fons,  have  loft 
Their  immortality. 

3  Life,  like  a  vain  amufement  flies, 

A  fable  or  a  fong  ; 
By  fwift  degrees  our  nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  joys  be  long. 

4  'Tis  but  a  few  whofe  days  amount 

To  thi-ee  fcore  years  and  ten  ; 
And  all  beyond  that  fhort  account 
'  Is  forrow,  toil,  and  pain. 

5  [Our  vitals  with  laborious  ftrife 

Bear  up  the  crazy  load, 
And  drag  thefe  poor  remains  of  life 
Along  the  tirefome  road. 

C  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  love, 
And  not  thy  wrath  alone  ; 
Oh  let  our  fweet  experience  prove 
The  mercies  of  thy  throne. 

7  Our  fouls  would  learn  the  heavenly  art 
T'  improve  the  hours  we  have, 
That  we  may  aft  the  wifer  part, 
And  live  beyond  the  gravc# 


PSALM      XC.  i$9 

?  s  a   l   m  XC.     Vcr,  13,  &c.     Third  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

Breathing  after  Heaven. 

i   "p  ETU^N,  O  God  of  love,  return; 
XV  Earth  is  a  tirefome  place  : 
How  long  fhall  we  thy  children  mourn 
Our  ab  fence  from  thy  face  ? 

a  Let  heaven  fucceed  our  painful  years, 
Let  fin  and  forrow  ceafe, 
And  in  proportion  to  our  tears 
So  make  our  joys  increafe. 

3  Thy  wonders  to  thy  fervants  mow, 

Make  thy  own  work  complete  ; 
Then  fhall  our  fouls  thy  glory  know, 
And  own  thy  love  was  great. 

4  Then  fhall  we  fhine  before  thy  throne 

In  all  thy  beauty,  Lord  ; 
And  the*  poor  fervice  we  have  done 

Meet  a  divine  reward.  » 

■p  s  a   l   m  XC.    Ver.  5,  16,  12.    Short  Metre. 

The  Frailty  and  Shortnefs  of  Life, 
x   T    ORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 
JL-J  Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ! 
Our  life  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 
That  fcarce  deferves  the  name ! 
%  Alas,  the  brittle  clay 

That  built  our  body  firfl ! 
And  every  month  and  every  day, 
'Tis  mouldering  back  to  duft. 

3  Our  moments  fly  apace, 

Our  feeble  powers  decav, 
Swift  as  a  fl-.od  our  hafty  days 
Are  fweepiug  us  away. 

4  Yet,  if  our  days  muftfly, 

We'll  keep  their  end  in  fight, 


*7o  P     S     A     L     M     "XCT. 

We'll  fpend  them  al!  in  wifdom's  way, 
And  let  them  fpeed  their  flight. 

5  They'll  waft  us  fooner  o'er 

This  life's  tempeftuous  fea  ; 
Soon  we  fhall  reach  the  peaceful  fhore 
Of  bleft  eternity. 

Psalm    XCI.     1—7.     Firjl  Part. 
Safety  in  public  Difeafes  and  Dangers* 
1    T  T  E  mat  hath  made  his  refuge  God, 
XjL   Shall  find  a  moil  fecure  abode  ; 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  fhade, 
And  there  at  night  mall  reft  his  head. 

1  Then  will  I  fay,  M  my  God,  thy  power 
"  Shall  be  myfortrcis  aid  nv\  n.wer  : 
M  I  thatamf^rm'd  pf  feeble  dull 
Make  thine  Almighty  arm  my  truft." 

3  Thrice  happy  man  !  thy  Maker's  care 
Shsll  keep  thee  from  the  fowler's  fnare; 
From  SataVswiles,  who  ft  ill  betrays 
Unguarded  fouls  a  thoufand  ways. 

4  Juft  as  a  hen  protects  her  brood, 

Prom  birds  of  prey  that  feek  tn.etr  blood, 
The  Lord  his  faithful  faints  fhall  guard, 
And  endlefs  life  be  their  reward. 

5  If  burning  beams  of  noon  confpire 
To  dart  a  peflilential  fire  ; 

God   is  their  life,  his  wings  arc  fpread 
To  fhield  them  with  a  healthful  fhade. 

$  If  vapours  with  malignant  breath 
Rife  thick,  and  fcatter  midnight  death, 
Ifrael  is  fafe  :  the  poifoned  air 
Grows  pure,  if  I/racl's  God  be  there. 
Pause. 

j  What  though  a  thoufand  at  thy  fide, 
Around  thy  path  ten  thoufand  dy'd, 
Thy  God  his  chofen  people  faves 
Amongfk  the  dead,  amidft  the  grave*. 


P    S    A    L    m     xcr.  n* 

X  So  when  he  feat  his  angel  down 
To  make  his  wrath  in  Egypt  known, 
And  flew  their  fons.,  his  careful  eye 
Pad  all  the  doors  of  Jacob  by. 

$   But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  fword,. 
Receive commiffion  from  the  Lord, 
To  ftnke  his  faints  ajnong  the  reft, 
Their  very  pains  and  deaths  are  bieft.. 

10  The  fword,.  the  pefliience,  or  fire 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  befi  denre  ; 
From  fins  and  forrows  fet  them  free,. 
And  bring  thy  children,  Lord,  to  thee 

Psalm     XCI.     9—16.     Second  Part. 

Protection  from    Death,  Guard   of  Angeht  Vifiory 
and  Deliverance. 

3   X/"E  fons  of  men,  a  feeble  race, 
X     Expos'd  to  every  fnare, 
Come  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling  place, 
And  try,  and  truft  his  care. 

2  No  ill  fhaU  enter  where  you  dwell  ; 

Or  if  the  plague  come  nigh, 
And  fweep  the  wicked  down  to  hell, 
'Twill  raife  the  faints  on  high. 

3  Ke'U  give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 

Your  feet  in  all  their  ways  ; 
To  watch  your  pillow  while  you  fleep. 
And  guard  your  happy  days. 

A   Their  hands  fhall  beai  y->u,  left  you  fall 
And  dafh  a^ainftthe  Hones  : 
Are  they  not  fervanrs  at  his  call, 
And  feat  t'  attend  his  fons  ? 

^  Adders  and  lions  ye  fhall  tread  ; 
The  tempter's  wiles  defeat  : 
He  that  hath  broke  the  ferpent's  head 
Puts  him  beneath  your  feet. 


172  PSALM      XCIi 

6  "  Becaufe  on  me  they  fet  their  love, 

"  I'll  fave  them  (faith  the  Lord  ;) 
"  I'll  b-'ar  their  joyful  fouls  above 
"  DeltrucVion  and  the  fword. 

7  :;  My  grace  fhall  answer  when  they  call, 

<;  In  trouble  I'll  be  nigh  : 
'•  My  power  fhall  help  them  when  they  fall, 
"  And  raifethem  when  they  die. 

S  (i  Thofe  that  on  earth  my  name  have  known, 
"  I'll  honour  them  in  heaven  ; 
•'  There  my  faivrvion  fhall  be  fhown, 
"  And  endlefs  life  be  given." 

Psalm      XCII.     Tirji  Part. 
A  Pjjhnfo?  the  Lord's  Day. 

1  QWEETis  the  woik,.my  God,  my  King, 
l3    To  praife  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  fing, 
To  fhew  thy  love  by  morning  light, 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  facred  reft. 

No  mortal  c?re  fhall  feize  my  bread, 
Oh  may  my  heart  iri  tunc  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  iblemn  found. 

3  My  heart  fhall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bltfs  his  works,  and  blefs  his  word  ; 
Thy  work*  of  g-ece  how  bi  ight  they  fhine  J 
How  deep  thy  counfels  !  how  divine  ! 

4  Fools  never  raife  their  thoughts  fo  high  ; 
Like  brutes  thev  live,  like  brutes  they  die 
Like  grafs  they  flourifh,  'till  thy  breath 
Blaftthem  in  everlafting  death. 

5  But  I  fhall  fhare  a  glorious  part 
When  grace  hath  well  refin'd  my  heart. 
Andfrefh  fupplies  of  joy  are  fhed 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

6  Sin  (my  worft  enemy  before) 

Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more  : 


PSALM     xcnr.  I7a 

My  inward  foes  lhall  all  be  flain, 
Nor  fatan  break  my  peace  again. 

7  Then  (ball  I  fee  and  hear  aad  know 
All  I  defit'd,  or  wifn'd  below  ; 
And  every  power  find  fweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

Psalm    XC II.    »er.  12,  &c.    Second  Pari, 

The  Church  is  the  Garden  of  God. 
\    T    ORD,  'tis  a  pleafant  thing  to  ftand 
JL-J   In  gardens  planted  by  thine  hand  ; 
Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  feen 
Like  a  young  cedar,  frefh  and  green. 

2  There  grow  thy  faints  in  faith  and  love, 
Bleft  with  thine  influence  from  above  j 
Not  Lebanon  with  all  its  trees 

Yields  fuch  a  comely  fight  as  thefe. 

3  The  plants  of  grace  fhall  ever  live  ; 

.  (Nature  decays,  but  grace  muft  thrive) 
Time,  that  doth  all  things  elfe  impair, 
Still  makes  them  fiourifh  ftrongand  fair. 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age  they  fhew, 
The  Lord  is  holy  juft  and  true  ; 
None  that  attend  his  gates  fnall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

Psalm  XCIII.  1  ft  Metre.    As  the  :00th  Pfalm, 

The  Eternal  and  the  Sovereign  God. 
1     TEHOV AH -reigns  :  he  dwells  in  light, 

J    Girded  with  majefty  and  might  : 

The  world  created  by  his  hands 

Siillon  its  firft  foundation  ftands. 

2.  But  ere  this  fpacious  world  was  made 
Or  had  its  firft  foundation  laid, 
Thy  throne  eternal  ages  flood, 
Thyfelf  the  everliving  God. 

•  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rife, 
And  aim  their  rage  againft  ihe  ikies, 
P  a 


174  PSALM      XCIIT.  - 

Vain  floods,  that  aim  their  rage  fo  high  I 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  Forever  mall  thy  throne  endure  ; 
Thy  promife  (lands  forever  fure  j 
And  everlafting  holihefs 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 

Psalm  XCIII.     cd  Metre.     As  the  old  ^oth 

Pfalm. 
a   HHH  E  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  oh  high  ; 
A.     His  robes  of  flate  are  ftrength  and  majefty  ; 
This  wide  cieation  rofe  at  his  command, 
Built  by  his  word  and  'ftablifh'd  by  his  hand. 
Long  ftood  his  throne  ere  he  began  creation, 
And  his  own  godhead  is  the  firm  foundation. 

5  God  is  th'  eternal  King  :  thy  foes  in  vain 
Raife  their  rebellions  to  confound  thy  reign  ; 
In  vain  the  ftorms,  in  vain  the  floods  arife, 
And  roar,  and  tofs  their  waves  againfl  ihe  fkies  ; 
Foaming  at  heaven  they  rage  with  wild  commo- 
tion, 

But  heaven's  high  arches  fcorn  the  fwelling ocean ; 

3  Ye  tempefts  rage  no  more  ;  ye  floods  be  ftill, 
And  the  mad  world  fubmiflive  to  his  will  : 
Built  on  his  truth  his  church  mult  ever  ftand  ; 
Firm  are  his  promifes,  and  ftrong  his  hand, 
See  his  own  fons,  when  they  appear  before  him, 
Bow  at  his  foot-ftool,  and  with  fear  adore  birn* 

Psalm     XCIII.     3d  Metre. 
As  the  old  i22d  Pfalm. 
i   nnHE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
X     And  royal  ftare  maintains, 
His  head  with  awful  glories  crown'd  \ 
Array'd  in  robes  of  light, 
Begirt  with  fovereign  might, 
And  rays  of  majefty  around. 

a  Upheld  by  thy  commands 
The  world  fecurely  ftands, 


PSALM     xciy.  17s 

And  ikies  and  ftars  obey  thy  word  ; 

Thy  throne  was  flxt  on  high 

Ere  ftars  adorn'd  ihe  iky  : 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

3  In  vain  the  noify  croud. 

Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 
Againft  thine  empire  rage  and  roar  i 

In  vain  with  angry  fpite 

The  furly  nations  fight, 
And  dafn  like  waves  againft  the  more. 

4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 

And  all  their  power  engage, 
Let  fweliing  tides  affault  the  iky  ; 

The  terrors  of  thy  frown 

Shall  beat  their  madnefs  down ; 
Thy  throne  forever  ftands  on  high. 

£  Thy  promifes  are  true, 

Thy  grace  is  ever  new, 
There  fix'd  thy  church  (hall  ne'er  remove  } 

Thy  faints  with  holy  fear 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  fing  thine  everlafting  love. 

Repeat  the  fourth  Stanza  to  complete  the  Tune. 

Psalm     XCIV.    i,  2,  7—14.    Firfl  Part, 

Saints  chafifed^  and  Sinners  dejiroyed;  or ,  Injiruclive 
Afflittions. 

1  /^\  God  .'  to  whom  revenge  belongs, 
v_y   Proclaim  thy  wrath  aloud  ; 

Let  fovereign  power  redrefs  our  wrongs, 
Let  juftice  fmite  the  proud. 

2  They  fay,  ,s  The  Lord  nor  fees  nor  hears  ;" 

When  will  the  vain  be  wife  ? 
Can  he  be  deaf,  who  form'd  their  ears  ? 
Or  blind,  who  made  their  eyes  ? 

3  He  knows  their  impious  thoughts  are  vaifij 

And  they  fhall  feel  his  power  j 


irf  PSALM      XCIV. 

His  wrath  fhall  pierce  their  fouls  with  pain 
la  fame  furprifmg  hour. 

4  But  if  thy  faints  deferve  rebuke, 
Thou  haft  a  gentler  rod  ; 
Thy  providence,  thy  facred  book 
Shall  make  them  know  their  God. 

$  Bleft  is  the  man  thy  hands  chaftife, 
And  to  his  duty  draw  ; 
Thy  fco urges  make  thy  children  wife 
.When  they  forget  thy  law. 

6  But  God  will  ne'er  caft  off  his  faints, 
Nor  his  own  promife  break  ; 
He  pardons  his  inheritance 
For  their  Redeemer's  fake. 
Psalm   XCIV.     ver.  i6 — 23.     Second  Part. 
Cod  our  Support  and  Comfort ;  or,  Deliverancefrom. 

Temptation  and  Perfccution. 
x   TI7HO  will  anfe  and  plead  my  right 
V  V     Againft  my  numerous  foes  ?  « 

While  earth  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
And  all  my  hopes  oppofe. 

a  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  rock,  my  help, 
Suftain'd  my  fainting  head, 
My  life  had  now  in  filence  dwelt, 
My  foul  amongft  the  dead. 
3  Alas  !  my  J!?  ding  feet  !  I  cry'dj 
Thy  promife  bore  me  up, 
Thy  g- ace  ffood  conftant  by  my  fide, 
And  rais'd  my  finking  hope. 

While  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 

Within  mv  bofom  roll, 
Thy  boundlefs  love  forgives  my  faults, 

Thy  comforts  cheer  my  foul. 

*,   Powers  of  iniquity  may  rife, 
And  frame  pernicious  Jaws  ; 
But  God  my  refuge  rules  the  fkieSj 
He  will  defend  my  caufe. 


PSALM       XCV,  j  77 

$  Let  malice  ven>  her  rage  aloud, 
Let  bold  blafphemers  f<off ; 
The  Lord  our  God  fhall  judge  the  proud, 
And  cut  the  hnners  off. 

Psalm     XCV.     Common  Metre* 

A  Pfaltn  before  Prayer. 
a    QlNGto  the  L->rd,  Jehovah's,  name, 
O   And  in  his  ftrengih  rejoice  ; 
When  his  falvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

a  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  fight, 
And  pfalrns  of  honor  Grig  ; 
The  Lord's  a  God-pF  Dcundlefs  might 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 
How  mean  their  natures  feem, 
Thofe  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below, 
When  once  com  ear'd  with  him. 

-4  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 
Lies  in  his  fpacious  hand  ; 
He  nx'd  the  feas  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  muft  ftand. 

5  Come,  and  with  humble  fouls  adore, 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face  ; 
Oh  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace  ! 

6  Now  is  the  time,  he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waiufor  your  requeft  ; 
Come,  left  he  rouze  his  wrath,  and  fwear, 
li   Yejfiall  not  fee  my  rejl." 

Psalm     XCV.     Short  Metre, 
A  Pfalm  before  Sermon. 

COME,  found  his  praife abroad, 
And  hymns  of  glory  fing  : 
Jehovah  is  the  fovereign  God, 
The  univerfal  King. 


*7*  PSALM       XCV. 

*  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknown  ; 
He  gave  the  fe;s  their  bound  ;, 
The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  fohd  ground. 

3  Come,  worfhip  at  hi&throne, 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
We  are  nis  works,  and  not  our  own  ; 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  Today  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 

And  own  your  gracious  God, 

5  But  if  vour  ears  rcfufe 

The  language  cf  h;s  grace, 
And  hearts  grow  hard  like  ftubborn  Jews 
That  unbelieving  race  ; 

6  The  Lord,  in  vengeance  dreft 

Will  lift  his  hand  and  fwear, 
*k  You  that  defnife  my  premised  rrjf, 
'•  Shall  have  no  portion  there." 
Psalm   XCV.      i.  2,  3.  6—11.      Long  Metre. 
Canaan  lojl  through  UnhJi-f ;  or,  a  Warning  to  de- 
laying Sinners. 

1  /~^  OME  let  our  votes  join  to  r3rfe 
V^    A  facred  fong  of  folemn  praife  ; 
G  >d  is  a  fovereign  King  ;  rehearfc 
His  honor  in  exa'tcd  verfc. 

a   Come,  let  our  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
V/'m  fram'd  our  natures  with  his  word, 
H^  is  our  fhephp'd  ;    we  the  !h:-ep 
His  mercy  chofe,  his  paftuTes  keep. 

2  C^me,  let  us  hear  h;s  voice  to-day, 
The  counfels  of  h<s  love  obey, 

N  >r  let  our  harden'd  hearts  renew 
The  fins  and  plagues  tha"  Ifrael  knew. 
4  I  [rati,  that  faw  his  works  of  grace 
Yet  tempt  their  Maker  to  his  face  ; 


P     S     A     L     M      XCV.  i79 

A  fatthlefs  unbelieving  brood, 
That  tir'd  the  patience  of  their  G   d. 

§  Thus  faith  the  Lord,   '•  Howjalfe  they  proicf 
**   Forget  my  power,  abufe  m\  love  ; 
M  Since  thevd'jiife  m\  reji,  I /wear, 
."   Their  fertjiiali  nevtr  enter  there.'" 

"6  [Look  back,  m---  foul,  with  ho1}'  dread, 
And  view  chofe  antienr  rebels  dead  ; 
Attend  'he  offe*  'd  grace  to  day, 
Nor  lofe  the  ble-ffingsby  delay. 

f  Seize 'he  kind  nroraife  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  ■Zion\  heavenly  gates  ; 
Believe,  and  take  the  prcrrvs'd  reft, 
Obey,  and  be  forever  bl^tt.] 

Psalm     XCVI.     2,  10.  £3c.     Com.  MetreV 

Chrifl'sfirjl  and  fecond  covzinr, 
i    QING  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant.  lands, 
O   Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue  ; 
His  new  difcover'd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  fong. 

S  Say  to  the  nations,  Jtfus  reigns, 
God's  own  almighty  Son  ; 
His  power  the  finking  world  fuftalns, 
And  grace  furrounds  his  throne. 

3  Let  heaven  proclaim  the  joyful  day, 

Joy  through  the  earth  be  feen  ; 
Let  cities  mine  in  bright  array, 
And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 

4  The  joyous  earth,  the  bending  flues 

His  glorious  train  difplay  ; 
Ye  mountains  fink   ye  vallies  rife, 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

§  Behold  he  comes,  he  comes  to  blefs 
The  nations  as  their  God  ; 
To  (hew  the  world  h;s  right eoufnefs, 
And  fend  his  truth  abroad. 


t8o  PSALM       XCVII. 

6  His  voice  (Kail  raife  ihe  flumbering  dead, 
A'.'d  bid  the  wo;  Id  draw  near; 
But  h'jw  will  gi  ilty  nations  dread, 

To  fee  their  Ji-dfie  appear  ! 
Psalm     XCVII.     As  the  113th  Pfalm, 
Tne  God  of  the  Gentiles. 
1    T    ET  all  the  eauh  i.'icir  voices  raife, 
X-J  To  ling  the  choiceft  pfa'm  of  praife4 

To  tin£  and  b>cfs  Jehovah'*  name  : 
His  glory  lee  the  hca' hens  know, 
His  wonders  tc   the  nations  fhow, 
And  all  r.u  faving  woiks  proclaim. 

4  The  heathens  know  thy  glory.  Lord, 
The  wondering  nations  read  thy  wordj 

Bu'  here  Jehovah's  name  is  known  : 
Nor  fhall  r-ur  woifhipe'er  be  paid 
To  gods  which  mortal  hands  have  made  ; 

Our  maker  is  our  God  alone. 

j  He  fram'd  the  ^lobe,  he  built  the  fky, 
He  made  the  (bining  worlds  on  high, 

And  re  ig]  s  c<  mplete  in  glory  there  ; 
His  beams  aie  majefty  and  Hgh    ; 
His  b^-autier  h:vw  divinely  bright  ! 

His  temple  how  divinely  fair  ! 

4  C<  me  the  grea'  day,  the  glorious  hour* 
Wi  ~n  earth  (hall  feel  his  faving  power, 

And  barbarous  nations  frar  his    .aine  ; 
Then  fhall  the  race  of  men  confefs 
The  beauty  of  hu  holinefs, 

And  in  biscours  his  grace  prock'm. 

Psalm     Xf  VII.     1—5.     Firjf  Part. 

Chrifi  reio  ring  in  Heaven,  and  coming  to  Judgement. 

x    T_TL  retgnl  ;  ' iie  Loid.  'he  Savinui  reigns  I. 
JT1    Piaife  h-m  in  evangelic  ftrains  : 
Lertf-.e  whole  CnTth  in  fonga  r^ioict, 
And  diltanf  <flai>Ci  j     n  their  voice. 

2.  Deep  3re  hi    coti     1  is  and  unknown  ; 
But  grace  and  truth  iuppori  his  throne  j 


PSALM       XCVII.  181 

Though  gloomy  clouds  his  ways  furround  : 
Juftice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgement,  lo,  he  comes, 
Shakes  the  wide  earth  and  cleaves  the  tombs, 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire, 

The  mountains  melt,  the  feas  retire. 

4  His  enemies  with  fore  difmay, 

Fly  from  the  fight,  a~d  fhun  the  day  ; 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  faints,  on  high, 
And  fing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 

Psalm     XCVII.     6—9.     Second  Part. 
Chrijl's  Incarnation, 

1  HPHE  Lord  is  come  ;  the  heavens  proclaim 

JL     His  birth  ;  the  nations  learn  his  name  ; 
An  unknown  ftar  dire£h  the  road 
Of  Eajlern  fages  to  their  God. 

2  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  fkies, 
Go,  worfhip  where  the  Saviour  lies  : 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Thofe  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below. 

3  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 

And  their  own  worfhippers  confound  : 

But  Zion  fhall  his  glories  fing, 

And  earth  confefs  her  fovereign  King. 

Psalm     XCVII.     Third  Part. 
Grace  and  Glory. 
a  rT",H'  Almighty  reigns  exaked  high 
JL     O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  iky  ; 
Though  clouds  and  darknefs  veil  his  feet, 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy  feat. 

■2  O  ye  that  love  his  holy  name, 

Hate  every  work  of  fin  and  fhame  :, ' 
He  guards  the  fouls  of  ali  his  friends, 
And  frem  the  fnares  of  hell  defends. 

3  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  faints  in  darknefs  fowa ; 
O 


j  82  PSALM      XCVIII. 

Thofe  glorious  feeds  fhall  fpring  and  rife, 
And  the  bright  harveft  blefs  our  eyes. 

4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 
Thefacred  honors  of  the  Lord  ; 
None  but  the  foul  that  feels  his  grace 
Can  triumph  in  his  holinefs. 

Psalm  XCVII.  3,  5. — 7,  11.  Com.  Metre. 
Chrijt's  Incarnation  and  the  lajl  Judgment. 
1   T    ET  earth,  with  every  ifle  and  fea 
X-i  Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns  : 
His  word  like  fire  prepares  his  way, 
And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 

a  His  prefence  finks  the  proudefthill3, 
And  makes  thevallies  rife  ; 
The  humble  foul  enjoys  his  fmiles, 
The  haughty  finner  dies. 

3  The  heavens  his  rightful  power  proclaim  ; 

The  idol  gods  around 
Fill  their  own  worfhippers  with  fhame, 
And  totter  to  the  ground. 

4  Adoring  angels  at  his  birth 

Make  the  Redeemer  known  ; 
Thus  fhall  he  come  to  judge  the  earth, 
And  angels  guard  his  throne. 

5  His  foes  fhall  tremble  at  his  fight, 

And  hills  and  feas  retire  : 
His  children  take  their  unknown  flight, 
And  leave  the  world  in  fire. 

6  The  feeds  of  joy  and  glory  fown 

For  faints  in  darknefs  here, 
Shall  rife  and  fpring  in  worlds  unknown, 
And  a  rich  harveft  bear. 


,To 


Psalm     XCVIII.     Firjl  Part. 

Praifefor  the  Go/pel. 
our  almighty  Maker,  God, 
New  honors  be  addrefs'd  ; 


P    S    A    L     M      XCVIII.  18 

His  great  falvation  fliines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  nations  bleft. 

2  To  Abraham  firft  he  fpoke  the  word, 

And  taught  his  numerous  race  ; 
The  Gentiles  own  him  fovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  to  trull  his  grace. 

j  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim 
With  all  her  different  tongues  ; 
And  fpread  the  honor  of  his  name 
In  melody  and  fongs. 

Psalm     XCVIII.     Second  Part. 

The  Me/pah's  Coming  and  Kingdom. 

3  TOY  to  the  world  ;  the  Lord  is  come  ; 
J    Let  earth  receive  her  King  % 

Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  ling. 

a  Joy  to  the  earth,  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 
Let  men  their  fongs  employ  ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains^ 
Repeat  the  founding  joy. 
g  No  more  let  fins  and  forrows  grow,- 
Nor  thorns  infeft  the  ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  bieffings  flow, 
Far«s  the  curfe  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace. 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteoufnefs, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

Psalm     XCIX.     FirJiPart. 
Chrijl's  Kingdom  andMajeJly. 
t  *  I  "'HE  God  Jehovah  reigns, 
X.     Let  all  the  nations  fear  ; 
Let  finners  tremble  at  his  throne, 
And  faints  be  humble  there. 
2  Jefus  the  Saviour  reigns,  . 
■Let  earth  adore  its  Lord  ; 


>84  P    S     A     L     M      C. 

Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  ftand, 
Swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 

3  In  Zion  fiands  his  throne, 

His  honors  are  cPivine. 
Kis  church  fhall  make  his  wonders  kntwn^ 
For  there  his  glories  fhine. 

4  How.holy  is  his  name  ! 

,How  terrible  his  praife  ! 
Jufticeand  truth,  and  judgementjoin 
In  all  his  works  of  grace. 

Psalm     XCIX.     Second  Part. 
A  holy  God  worjhipped  with  Rcverencc- 
a    T^X  ALT  the  Lord  our  God, 
JL-J   And  worfhip  at  his  feet  ; 
His  nature  is  all  holinefs, 
And  mercy  is  his  feat. 

2   When  Ifrael  was  his  church, 
When  Aaron  was  his  prieft, 
When  Mofcs  cry'd,  when  Samuel  pray'dr 
He  gave  his  people  reft. 

g  Oft  he  forgave  their  fins  ; 

Nor  would  deftroy  their  race; 
And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known^ 
When  they  abus'd  his  grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whofe  grace  is  ftill  the  fame  ; 
Still  he's  a  God  of  holinefs, 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 

Psalm    C.     Firft  Metre.    A  plain  Tranjlati»n>. 

Praife  to  our  Creator. 
i   ^T'E  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 

X     Before  the  Lord,  your  fovereign  King  : 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice, 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  fing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God  ;  'tis  he  alon2 
Doth  life  and  breath,  and  being  give  j 


PS     A    L     M     CI.  i*| 

We  are  his-  work,  and  not  our  own ; 
The  iheep  that  on  his  paftures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  fongs  of  joy, 
With  praifes  to  his  courts  repair  ; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 
To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  there. 

4  The  Lord  is- good,  the  Lord  is  kind  ; 
Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  fure  : 
And  the  whole  race  of  man  lhall  find- 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

Psalm    C.     Second  Metre.     A  Paraphrafe, 

i   T>EFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
.13  Ye  nations,  bow  with  facred  joy  : 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create,  and  he  deftroy. 

2  His  fovereign  power  without  our  aid" 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  :: 

And  when  like  wandering  fheep  we  ftray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 

Our  fouls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame : 
What  lafting  honors  fhall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

4  We'll  croud  thy  gates  with  thankful  fongs, 
High  as  the  heaven,  our  voices  raife 

And  earth  with  her  ten  thoufand  tongues,-. 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  founding  praife. 
£  "Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 
Vaft  as  eternity  thy  love  ! 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  muft  ftand, 
When  rolling  years  mail  ceafe  to  move," 

Psalm     CI.     Long  Metre. 
The  Magiflrate's  Pfalm. 
1   TV  TERCY  and  judgement  are  my  fong  ; 
XVX  And  fince  they  both  to  thee  belong? 

Q2 


i8S  PSALM      CI. 

My  gracious  God,  my  righteous  King, 
To  thee  my  fongs  and  vows  I  bring. 

2  If  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  fword, 
I'll  take  my  counfel  from  thy  word, 
Thy  juftice  and  thy  heavenly  grace, 
Shall  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways. 

3  Let  wifdom'all  my  actions  guide, 
And  let  my  God  with  me  refide ; 

No  wicked  thing  fnall  dwell  with  me, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jealoufy. 

4  No  fons  of  fiander  rage  and  ftrife 
Shall  be  companions  of  my  life  ; 
The  haughty  look,  the  heart  of  pride 
Within  my  doors  fhall  ne'er  abide. 

5  [I'll  fearch  the  land  and  raife  the  juft 
To  pofts  of  honor,  wealth  and  truft  : 
The  men  that  work  thy  holy  will 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  favourites  ftill.  ] 

6  In  vain  fhall  finners  hope  ro  rife 
By  flattering  or  malicious  lies  : 
Nor,  while  the  innocent  I  guard, 
Shall  bold  offenders  e'er  be  fpar'd. 

7  The  impious  crew  (that  faftious  band) 
Shall  hide  their  heads,  or  quit  the  land  ; 
And  all  that  break  the  public  reft, 
Where  I  have  power  fhall  be  fuppreft. 

Psalm     CI.     Common  Metre, 

A  Pfalmfora  Majler  of  a  Family. 

OF  juftice  and  of  grace  I  fing, 
And  pay  my  God  my  vows, 
Thy  grace  and  juftice,  heavenly  King, 
Teach  me  to  rule  my  houfe. 

2  Now  to  my  tent,  O  God,  repair, 

And  make  thy  fervant  wife  : 

I'll  fuffer  nothing  near  me  theie 

That  fhall  offend  thine  eyee. 


PS     A     L     M      CII*  t§? 

§  The  man  that  doth  his  neighbour  wrong 
By  falfehood  or  by  force, 
The  fcornful  eye,  the  flanderous  tongue, 
I'll  thruft  him  from  my  doors. 

4  I'll  feek  the  faithful  and  the  juft 
And  will  their  help  enjoy; 
Thefe  are  the  friends  that  I  fhall  iruft* 
The  fervants  I'll  employ. 

$  The  wretch  that  deals  in  fly  deceit 
I'll  not  endure  a  night ; 
The  liar's  tongue  I  ever  hate,. 
And  banifh  from  my  fight. 

6  I'll  purge  my  family  around, 
And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
So  fhall  my  houfe  be  ever  found 
A  dwelling  fit  for  thee. 

Psalm     CI  I.     i. — 13,20,21.     Firfi  Part, 

A  prayer  of  the  affli-tled. 
a   T  TEAR  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face, 
XJL  But  anfwer,  left  I  die  : 
Haft  thou  not  built  a  throne  of  grace, 
To  hear  when  fmners  cry  ? 

2  My  days  are  wafted  like  the  fmoke 

Diflblvingin  the  air; 
My  ftrength  is  dry'd,  my  heart  isbrokej. 
And  finking  in  defpair. 

3  My  fpirits  flag  like  withering  grafs. 

Burnt  with  exccffive  heat : 
In  fecret  groans  my  minutes  pafs, 
And  I  forget  to  eat. 

4  As  on  fome  lonely  building's  top,. 

The  fparrow  tells  her  moan, 
Par  from  the  tents  of  joy  and  hope 
I  fit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  foul  is  like  a  wildemefs, 

Where  beafts  of  midnight  howl  5 


lSft  P     S     A     L     M      CIL 

Where  the  fad  raven  finds  her  place, 
And  where  the  fcreaming  owl. 

6  Dark  difmal  thoughts  and  boding  fears 

Dwell  in  my  troubled  breaft  ; 
While  (harp  reproaches  wound  my  earSj 
Nor  give  my  fpirit  reft. 

7  My  cup  is  mingled  with  my  woes, 

And  tears  are  my  repaft  : 
My  daily  bread  like  afnes  grows 
Unpleafant  to  my  tafte. 

$  Senfe  can  afford  no  real  joy 

To  fouls  that  feel  thy  frown  ; 
Lord  'twas  thy  hand  advanced  me  highj 
Thy  hand  hath  caft  me  down. 

§  My  looks  like  wither'd  leaves  appear  ; 
And  life's  declining  light 
Grows  faint  as  evening- fhadows  are,. 
Thatvanifh  into  night. 

10  But  thou  forever  art  the  fame, 
O  my  eternal  God  ; 
Ages  to  come  fhall  know  thy  name. 
And  fpread  thy  works  abroad. 

n   Thou  wilt  arife,  and  fhew  thy  face, 
Nor  will  my  Lord  delay, 
Beyond  th'  appointed  hour  of  grace, 
That  long  expe&ed  day. 

12  He  hears  his  faints,  he  knows  their  cry. 
And  by  myfterious  ways, 
Redeems  the  prifoners,  doom'd  to  die, 
And  fills  their  tongues  with  praife. 

Psalm     CII.     13 — 21.     Second  Part, 

Prayer  heard,  and  Zion  rejlered* 
1    T    ET  Zion,  and  her  fons  rejoice, 
JL-rf  Behold  the  prorhis'd  hour  : 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice^ 
And  comes  t'  exalt  his  power. 


PSALM      CII.  189 

a  Herduftand  ruins  that  remain, 
Are  precious  in  our  eyes  ; 
Thofe  ruins  mail  be  built  again, 
And  all  thatduft  mall  rife. 

3  The  Lord  will  raife  Jerusalem, 

And  ftand  in  glory  there  ; 
Nations  fhall  bow  before  his  name, 
And  kings  attend  with  fear. 

4  He  fits  a  fovereign  on  his  throne, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes  : 
He  hears  the  dying  prifoners'groan, 
And  fees  their  fighs  anfe. 

5  He  frees  the  fouls  condemn'd  to  death, 

And  when  his  faints  complain, 
It  fhan't  be  faid,  "  That  praying  breath 
*■'•  Was  ever  fpent  in  vain." 

§  This  fhall  be  known  when  we  are  deady 
And  left  on  long  record  ; 
That  ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 
And  truft,  and  praife  the  Lord,- 

Psalm     CII.     23— 28.     Third  Part, 

Man's   mortality,  and  Chrijl's  eternity  ;  or,  Saints 
die.  butChriftand  the  Church  live. 

1  TT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand, 

X  Weakens  our  ftrength  amidft  the  race  ; 
Difeafe  and  death  at  his  command 
Arreft  us,  and  cut  fhort  our  daysv 

2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray,. 

Nor  let  our  fun  go  down  at  noon  ; 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day, 

And  muft  thy  children  diefo  foon  ? 

3  Yet  in  the  midft  of  death  and  grief 

This  thought  our  forrow  fhall  affuage  ; 
'•  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  ; 

"  Chrift  is  the  fame  through  every  age.'* 


/* 


190  PSALM      CHIr 

4  'Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 
Heaven  is  the  building  of  his  hand  ; 
This  earth  grows  old,  thefe  heavens  (hall  fade  3 
And  all  bechang'd  at  his  command. 
$  The  ftarry  curtains  of  the  fky 

Like  garments  fhall  be  laid  afide  : 
But  ftill  thy  throne  ftands  firm  and  high  ; 
Thy  church  forever  muft  abide. 

6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  fhall  live  ; 

And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign  ; 
This  dying  world  fhall  they  furvive, 
And  the  dead  faints  be  rais'd  again. 

Psalm  CIII.     1—7.    Firjl  Part.    Long  Metre, 

BUfJing  God  for  his  Gooinefs  to  Soul  and  Body. 

1  T)  LESS,  6  my  foul,  the  living  God, 

-O  Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad, 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worfhip  fo  divine. 

2  Blefs,  O  my  foul,  the  God  of  grace  ; 
His  favours  claim  thy  higheft  praife  : 
Why  fhould  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  loft  in  filence,  and  forgot  ? 

3  'Tis  he,  my  foul,  that  fent  his  Son 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  haft  done  : 
He  owns  the  ranfom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 
And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feel?, 
Redeems  the  foul  from  hell,  and  faves 
Our  wafting  life  from  threatening  graves* 

5  Our  youth  decay'd  his  power  repairs, 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years  : 
He  fills  our  ftore  with  every  good, 
And  feeds  our  fouls  with  heavenly  food, 

6  He  fees  th'  oppreffor  and  th'  oppreft, 
And  often  gives  the  fufferers  reft  : 


P    S    A    L     M       CI-II.  €91 

But  will  hisjuftice  more  difplay 
Inthelaft  great  rewarding  day. 

7   [His  power  he  fhew'd  by  Mofes'  hands, 
And  gave  to  Ifrael  his  commands  ; 
But  fent  his  truth  and  mercy  down 
•To  all  the  nations  by  his  Son.] 

&  Let  the  whole  earth  his  power  confefs, 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace  ; 
The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  fhall  join 
In  work  and  worfhip  fo  divine. 
Psalm     CIII.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre, 
Cod's  gentle  Chajiifement  ;  or,    his   tender  Mercy  tt 
his  People. 

1  rT"1HE  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways  ! 

JL     How  firm  his  truth  !   how  large  his  grace 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne, 
And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 

2  Not  half  fo  high  his  power  hath  fpread 
The  ftarry  heavens  above  our  head, 
As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praife, 
Exceeds  the  higheft  hopes  we  raife. 

3  Not  half  fo  far  hath  nature  plac'd 
The  rifing  morning  from  the  weft 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  ofthofe  he  loves. 

4  How  flow  his  awful  wrath  to  rife  ! 
On  fwifter  wings  falvation  flies; 
And  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 
How  foon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn  ! 

5  Amidft his  wrath  compaffion  mines? 
His  ftrokes  are  lighter  than  our  fins  : 
And  while  his  rod  corrects  his  faints9 
His  ear  indulges  their  complaints. 

6  So  fathers  their  young  fons  chaftife, 
With  gentle  hands  and  melting  eyes  ; 
The  children  weep  beneath  the  fmart, 
And  move  the  pity  of  their  heart. 


192  PSALM       CIIL 

Pause. 

7  The  mighty  God,  the  wife  and  juft, 
Knows  that  our  frame  is  feeble  dull  ; 
And  will  no  heavy  loads  impofe 
Beyond  the  ftrength  that  he  beftows. 

3  He  knows  how  foon  our  nature  dies, 
Blafted  by  every  wind  that  flies; 
Like  grafs  we  fpring,  and  die  as  foon. 
Or  morning  flowers  that  fade  at  noon. 

9  But  his  eternal  love  is  fure 

To  all  the  faints,  and  fhall  endure  : 
From  age  to  age  his  truth  fhall  reign, 
Nor  children's  children  hope  in  vain. 
Psalm     CIII.     Firjl  Part.     Short  Metre. 

Praife  for  Spiritual  and  Temporal  Mercies. 
i   /^\H  blefs  the  Lord,  my  foul  ! 
V_^/  Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  blefs  his  name, 
Whofe  favours  are  divine. 

2  Oh  blefs  the  Lord,  my  foul  ; 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie, 

Forgotten  in  unthankfulnefs  ; 

And  without  praifes  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  fins, 

'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain, 
'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  fickneffes, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ranfom'd  from  the  grave  ; 
He  that  redeem'd  my  foul  from  hell 
Hath  fovereign  power  to  favc. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 

He  gives  the  fufferers  reft  ; 
The  Lord  hath  judgements  for  the  proud| 
And  juftice  for  th'  oppreft. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 

He  made  by  Moles  known  j 


PSALM      CIII.  i$3 

But  fentthe  world  his  truth  and  grace 

By  his  beloved  Son. 

Psalm     CIII.     8— 18.     Second  Part. 

Short  Metre. 

Abounding  Compaffion  of  God  ;    or,  Mercy  in  tk& 

midji  of  Judgement, 

3  TV  /TY  foul,  repeat  his  praife, 
.LVX  Whofe  mercies  are  fo  great; 
Whofe  anger  is  fo  flow  to  rife, 

So  ready  to  abate. 

fi  God  will  not  always  chide  ; 

And  when  his  ftrokes  are  felt, 
His  ftrokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes^ 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

g  High  as  the  heavens  are  rais'd  .fpfe  " 

Above  the  ground  we  tread,  J;  ^ 

So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 

Our  higheft  thoughts  exceed.  M'r£:  ' 

4  His  power  fubdues  our  fins, 

And  his  forgiving  love  -   ; 

Far  as  the  eaft  is  from  the  weft, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove.  ^'J-  -  f ■; 

|  The  pity  of  the  Lord  * 

To  thofe  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  fuch  as  tender  parents  feel ; 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

€  He  knows  we  are  but  duft, 

Scatter'd  with  every  breath  ; 
His  anger  like  a  rifing  wind 
Can  fend  us  fwift  to  deaths 
7  Our  days  are  as  the  grafs, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower  1 
IFcne  (harp  blaft  fweep  o'er  the  fiell. 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 
£  But  thy  companions,  Lord, 
To  endlefs  years  endure  j 
R 


194  PSALM      CIV. 

And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promile  fure. 

Psalm  CIII.   19—22.  Third  Part.  Short  Metre. 
God's  univerfal  Dominion  ;  or,  Angels praife the  L«rd. 

1  f  I  ^HE  Lord,  the  fovereign  King, 

X     Hath  fix'd  his  throne  on  high, 
O'er  all  the  heavenly  world  he  rules, 
And  all  beneath  the  fky. 

2  Ye  angels  great  in  might, 

And  fwift  to  do  his  will, 
Elefs  ye  the  Lord,  whofe  voice  ye  hear, 
Whofe  pleaiure  ye  fulfil. 

3  Let  the  bright  hofts,  who  wait 

The  orders  of  their  King, 
And  guard  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  praife  they  fing. 

4  While  all  his  wondrous  works, 

Through  his  vaft.  kingdom,  {hew 
Their  Maker's  glory,  thou,  my  foul, 
Shall  fing  his  graces  too. 

Psalm     CIV. 
The  Glory  of  God  in  Creation  and  Providence. 
1    *1\  TY  foul,  thy  great  Creator  praife  ; 
JLV1   When  cloth'd  in  his  celeftial  rays, 
lie  in  full  ma^efty  appears", 
And  like  a  robe  his  glory  wears. 

Note,  This  Pfalm  nay  be  Jung  to  the  Tune  of  the  Old 
with  or  \i-]th  Pfalm,  by  adding  thefe  two  Lines 
to  every  Stanza,  viz. 

Great  is  the  Lord  ;  what  tongue  can  frame 

An  equal  honor  to  his  name  ? 

[Otkerwifc  it  mujl  be  fang  as  the  tooth  Pfalm.^ 

a  The  heavens  are  for  his  curtains  fpread  ; 
Th'  unfathom'd  deep  he  makes  his  bed ; 
Clouds  are  his  chariot  when  he  flies 
On  winged  ftorms  a-crofs  the  fkies. 


PSALM      CIV.  *g$ 

3  Angels,  whom  his  own  breath  infpires, 
His  minifters,  are  flaming  fires  ; 

And  fwift  as  thought  their  armies  move         i 
To  bear  his  vengeance  or  his  love. 

4  The  world's  foundation  by  his  hand 
Are  pois'd  and  fhall  forever  ftand  l 
He  binds  the  ocean  in  his  chain, 

Left  it  mould  drown  the  earth  again. 

5  When  earth  was  cover'd  with  the  flood 
Which  high  above  the  mountains  ftoodj 
He  thunder'd  and  the  ocean  fled, 
Confin'd  to  its  appointed  bed. 

6  The  fwelling  billows  know  their  bound, 
And  in  their  channels  walk  their  round  ; 
Yet  thence  convey'd  by  fecret  veins, 
They  fpring  on  hills  and  drench  the  plains. 

7  He  bids  the  chryftal  fountains  flow, 
And  cheer  the  vallies  as  they  go  ; 
There  gentle  herds  their  thirft  allay, 
And  for  the  ftream  wild  afles  bray. 

8  From  pleafant  trees  which  fhadethe  brink, 
The  lark  and  linnet  light  to   drink  ; 
Their  fongs  the  lark  and  linnet  raife  ; 
And  chide  our  filence  in  his  p raife. 

Pause     I. 

9  God  from  his  cloudy  ciftern  pours 

On  the  parch'd  earth  enriching  fhowers  5 
The  grove,  the  garden,  and  the  field, 
A  ihoufand  joyful  bleffings  yield. 

20  He  makes  the  graffy  food  arife, 

And  gives  the  cattle  large  fupplies  ; 

With  herbs  for  man  of  various  power, 

To  nourith  nature,  or  to  cure. 
1 1    What  noble  fruit  the  vines  produce  ! 

The  olive  yields  a  pleafing  juice  ; 

Our  hearts  are  cheer'd  with  generous  wine, 

His  gifts  proclaim  his  love  divine. 


*9«  PSALM         C?V.. 

12  His  bounteous  hands  our  table  fpread, 
He  fills  our  cheerful  (lores  with  bread; 
"While  food  our  vital  ftrengh  imparts, 
Let  daily  praife  infpire  our  hearts. 

P  a    u   s   z      II. 

13  Behold  the  (lately  cedar  (lands 
Rais'd  in  the  fore  ft  by  his  hands  ; 
Birds  to  the  boughs  for  (helter  fly, 
And  build  their  nefts  fecure  on  high. 

»4  To  craggy  hills  afcends  the  goat  :. 
And  at  the  airy  mountain's  foot, 
The  feebler  creatures  make  their  cell"  ; 
He  gives  them  wifdom  where  to  dwell. 

15  He  fets  the  fun  his  circling  race, 

Appoints  the  moon  to  change  her  face  ; 
And  when  thick  darknefs  veils  the  day, 
Calls  out  wild  beafts  to  hunt  their  prey. 

>6  Fierce  lions  lead  their  young  abroad, 
And  roaring  afk  their  meat  from  God  ; 
But  when  the  morning-besras  arife, 
The  favaga  bead  to  covert  flies. 

17  Then  man  to  daily  labour  goes  : 
The   nigh*  was  made  for  his  repofe  r 
Sleep  h  thy  gift,  that  fweet  relief 
From  tirefome  toil,  and  wafting  grief. 

18  How  ft  range  thy  works  !  how  great  thy  (kill 
While  every  land  thy  riches  fill  : 

Thy  wifdom  round  the  world  we  fee, 
This  fpacious  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

ta  Nor  lefs  thy  glories  in  the  deep, 

Where  fifh  in  millions  fwim  and  creep, 
With  wondrous  motions,  fwift  or  flow, 
Still  wandering  in  the  paths  below. 

20  There  fhips  divide  their  watery  "way, 
And  flocks  of  fealy  monfters  play  \> 
The  huge  Leviathan  refide*, 
And  fearlefs  fports  amid  the  ticfe* 


PSALM        CV.  19- 

Pause     III. 

21  Vaft  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lord, 
All  nature  refts  upon  thy  word, 
And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  ftands, 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hands. 

22  While  each  receives  his  different  food, 
Their  cheerful  looks  pronounce  it  good  : 
Eagles  and  bears,  and  whales  and  worms 
Rejoice  and  praife  in  different  forms. 

23  But  when  thy  face  is  hid  they  mourn, 
And  dying  to  their  duft  return  ; 

Both  man  and  beaft  their  fouls  refign  : 
Life,  breath  and  fpirit  all  are  thine. 

24  Y  et  thou  canfl  breathe  on  duft  again, 
And  fill  the  world  with  beads  and  men; 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
Repairs  the  waftesof  time  and  death. 

25  His  works  the  wonders  of  his  might 
Arehonour'd  with  his  own  delight  : 
How  awful  are  his  glorious  wavs  I 
The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  praife. 

26  The  earth  ftands  trembling  at  thy  ftroke, 
And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  fmoke ; 
Yet  humble  fouls  may  fee  thy  face,  - 
And  tell  their  wants  to  fovereign  grace. 

57  In  thee  my  hopes  and  wifhes  meet, 
And  make  my  meditations  fweet. 
Thy  praifes  fhall  my  breathjemploy 
Till  it  expire  in  endlefs  joy. 

a8  While  haughty  finners  die  accurft, 
Their  glory  bury'd  with  their  duft, 
I  to  my.  God,  my  heavenly,  King- 
Immortal  Hallel'ujahs  ling. 

Psalm     CV.     Abridged. 
Sod's   Conduft  of  I  Cruel,  and  the  Plagues  of  Egyft, 
1    C^1  *^^  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name>; 
.  VX  And  tell  the  world  his  grace  j , 
Rr  2 


iS8  PSALM        CV, 

Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame, 
That  all  may  feek  his  face. 

2  His  covenant  which  he  kept  in  mini 

For  numerous  ages  paft, 

To  numerous  3ges  yet  behind 

In  equal  force  fhall  laft. 

3  He  fware  to  Abraham  and  his  feed, 

And  made  the  bleffiag  fure  : 
Gentiles  the  antient  promife  read, 
And  find  his  truth  endure. 

4"  Thy  feed  fhall  make  all  nations  bleft, 
(Said  the  Almighty  voice) 
11  And  Canaan's  land  fhall  be  their  reft, 
"  The  type  of  heavenly  joys. 

5  [How  large  the  grant !  how  rich  the  grace  J 

To  give  them  Canaan's  land, 
When  they  were  ftrangers  in  the  place, 
A  fmall  and  feeble  band  ! 

6  Like  pilgrims  through  the  countries  round 

Securely  they  remov'd  : 
And  haughty  kings  that  on  them  frown'd 
Severely  he  reprov'd. 

7  "  Touch  mine  anointed,  and  mine  arm 

"  Shall  foon  avenge  the  wrong  : 
44  The  man  that  does  my  prophets  harm 
11  Shall  know  their   God  is  ftrong," 

8  Then  let  the  worldforbear  its  raget 

Nor  put  the  chuich  in  fear  : 

Jfrael  muji  live  through  every  agc% 

And  be  th'  Almighty's  care. 

Pause     I. 

3  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  faintsj. 

And  thus  provok'd  their  God, 

Mofes  was  fent  at  their  complaints, 

Arm'd  with  his  dreadful  rod. 

iO  He  call'd  for  darknefs  :  darknefs  came 
Like  an  overwhelming  flood  j 


PSALM        CV.  195 

He  turn'd  each  lake  and  every  ftream 
To  lakes  and  ftreams  of  blood. 

11  He  gave  the  fign,  and  noifome  flies- 

Through  the  whole  country  fpread  ;: 
And  frogs  in  baleful  armies  rife 
About  the  monarch's  bed. 

12  Through  fields  and  towns  and  palaces 

The  tenfold  vengeance  flew  ; 
Locufts  in  fwarms  devour'd  their  trees, 
And  hail  their  cattle  flew. 

13  Then  by  an  angel's  midnight  ftroke 

The  flower  cf  Egypt  dy'd  ; 
The  ftrength  of  every  houfe  was  broke, 
Their  glory  and  their  pride. 

14  Now  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage. 

Nor  put  the  church  in  fear  ; 
JJrael  mufi  live  through  every  age, 
And  be  th'  almighty' s  a  are. 

Pause      II. 
35  Thus  were  the  tribes  from  bondage  freed, 
And  left  the  hated  ground  ; 
Rich  with  Egyptian  fpoils  they  fled, 
Nor  was  one  feeble  found. 

26  The  Lord  himfelf  chofe  out  their  way, 
And  mark'd  their  journies  right, 
Gave  them  a  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  firey  guide  by  night. 

17  They  thirft  ;  and  waters  from  the  rock 

In  rich  abundance  flow, 
And  following  ftill  the  courfe  they  took 
Ran  all  the  defert  through. 

18  O  wondrous  ftream  !   O  bleffed  type 

Of  over- flowing  grace  ! 
So  Chrift  our  rock  maintains  our  life 
And  aids  our  wandering  race. 
39  Thus  guarded  by  th'  Almighty  handj 
The  cbotea  tribes  pofleft 


20»  PSALM         CVI. 

Canaan  the  rich,  the  promis'd  land, 
And  there  enjoy'd  their  reft. 

to  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage. 
The  church  renounce  her  fear  ; 
Ifrael  muji   live  through   every  age, 
And  be  th'  almighty's  care. 

Psalm       CVI.       »— 5.    Firjt    Part, 
Praife    to  God;  or,    Communication    with    Saints. 
1   rTPO  God,  the  great,  the  ever  ble/t, 
X     Let  fongs  of  honour  be  addreft  ; 
His  mercy  firm  forever  ftands  ; 
Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands. 
S  Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways  ? 
Who  fhall  fulfil  thy  boundlefs  praife  ? 
Bleft  are  the  fouls  that  fear  thee  ftill,. 
And  pay  their  duty  to   thy  will. 

3  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 
For  Jacob's  race,  thy  chofen  feed  ; 
And  with  the  fame  falvation  blefs 
The  meaneft  fuppliant  of  thy  grace. 

4  Oh  may  I  fee  thy  tribes  rejoice, 

And  aid  their  triumphs  with  my  voice  ! 

This  is  my  glory,  Lord  to  be 

Join'd  to  thy  faints,  and  near  to  thee. 

Psalm  CVI;  Second  Part.  ver.  7.8,  12,  14,43,48. 
Ifrael punifned  and  pardoned  ;  or,  God's  unchangea- 
ble Love. 

1  /*">  OD  of  eternal  love, 

v_T  How  fickle  are  our  ways  I 
And  yet  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove 
Thy  conftancy  of  grace  ! 

2  They  faw  thy  wonders  wrought, 

And  then  thy  praife  they  fung  ; 
But  foon  thy  woiks  of  power  forgot, 
And  murmur'd  with  their  tongue. 

3  Now  they  believe  his  word, 

While  rocks  with  rivers  flow: 


PSALM      CVII.  2 

Now  with  their  Tufts  provoke  the  Lord, 
And  he  reduc'd  them  low. 

4  Yet  when  they  mourn'd  their  faults, 

He  hearken'd  to  their  groans  ; 
Brought  his  own  covenant  to  his  thoughts, 
And  call'd  them  ftill  his  fons. 

5  Their  names  were  in  his  book, 

Hefav'd  them  from  their  foes  ; 
Oft  he  chaftis'd,  but  ne'er  forfook 
The  people  that  he  chofe. 

6  Let  Ifrael  blefs  the  Lord, 

Who  lov'd  their  antient  race  ; 
And  Chriftians  join  the  folemn  word, 
dmtntozll  the  praife. 

Psalm     CVII.     Firft  Part. 

Ifrael  hi  to  Canaan,  and  Chrijlians  to  Heaven. 
3    /^  IVE  thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  above, 
V_X  Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  love  : 
His  mercy  ages  paft  have  known, 
And  ages  long  to  come  fhall  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record; 
Ifrael,  the  nation  whom  he  chofe, 
And  refcued  from  their  mighty  foes. 

3  [When  God's  almighty  arm  had  broke 
Their  fetters  and  th'  Egyp:ian  yoke, 
They  trac'd  the  defert  wandering  round  ; 
A  wild  and  folitary  ground. 

4  There  they  could  find  no  leading  road, 
Nor  city  for  their  fix'd  abode  ; 

Nor  food,  nor  fountain  to  affwage 
Their  burning  thirft,  or  hunger's  rage.  J 

$   In  their  diftrefs  to  God  they  cry'd, 
God  was  their  faviour  and  their  guide  : 
He  led  their  wandering  march  around, 
And  brought  their  tribes  to  Canaan's  ground. 


so*  PSALM       CVI1. 

6  Thus  when  our  firflreleafe  we  gain 
From  fin's  old  yoke,  and  fatan's  chain, 
We  have  this  defert  world  to  pafs, 

A  dangerous  ai  d  a  tirefome  place. 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
He  guides  our  footfteps  left  we  ftray, 
He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  land. 

8  Oh  let  the  faints  with  joy  reaord 
The  truth  and  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  works  !   how  kind  his  ways  ! 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 

Psalm      CVII.      Second  Part. 

Corrections  for  Sin,  and  releafe  by  Prayer. 
i    T7ROM  age  to  age  exalt  his  name, 

JL     God  and  his  grace  are  ftill  the  fame  ; 
He  fills  the  hungry  foul  with  food, 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  every  good. 

a  But  if  their  hearts  rebel  and  rife 
Againft  the  God  that  rules  the  fkies  ; 
If  they  reject  his  heavenly  vord, 
And  flight  the  counfels  of  the  Lord  : 

g  He'll  bring  their  fpirifs  to  the  ground, 
And  no  deliverance  (hall  be  found  : 
Laden  with  griefthey  wafte  their  breath 
In  darknefs  and  the  fhades  of  death. 

{  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  cries, 
He  mr-kes  the  dawning  light  arife, 
And  fcattersall  that  difmal  fhade 
That  hung  fo  heavy  round  their  head. 

5   He  cuts  the  bars  of  brafs  in  two, 
And  lets  the  fmiling  prifoners  through, 
Takes  off  the  load  of  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  labouring  foul  relief. 

i  Oh  may  the  fons  ofmen  record 
The  wondrous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord 


PSALM       CVII.  203 

Hov/  great  his  works  !  how  kind  his  ways  ! 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 

Psalm   CVII.     Third  Part. 
Intemperance  punijhed  and  pardoned  ;  or,aFplmf&T 

the  Glutton  and  the  Drunkard. 
j  T  7-AIN  man  on  foolifh  pleafures  bent, 
V     Prepares  for  his  own  punifhrnent ; 
What  pains,  what  loathfome  maladies 
Prom  luxury  and  lull  arife  ! 

2  The  drunkard  feels  his  vitals  wafte  ; 
Yet  drowns  his  health  to  pleafe  histaile  ? 
'Till  all  his  active  powers  are  loft, 

And  fainting  life  draws  near  the  duft. 

3  The  glutton  groans,  and  loaths  to  eat, 
His  foul  abhors  delicious  meat  ; 
Nature  with  heavy  loads  oppreft 
Would  yield  to  death  to  be  released. 

4  Then  how  the  frighten'd  finners  fly- 
To  God  for  help  with  earned  cry  ! 

He  hears  their  groans,  prolongs  their  breath, 
And  faves  them  from  approaching  death. 

£  No  med'cines  could  effeil  the  cure 
So  quick,  fo  eafy  or  fo  fure  : 
The  deadly  fentence  God  repeals, 
He  fends  his  fovereign  word,  and  heals. 

$  Oh  may  the  foris  of  men  record 

The  wond'rous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  let  their  thankful  offering  prove 
How  they  adore  their  Maker's  love. 

Psalm  CVII.     Fourth  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Deliverance  from  Storms   and  Shipwreck  ;  or,  the 

Seaman's  Song. 
1  T  T  70ULD  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 
VV    His  wonders- in  the  world  abroad, 
With  the  bold  mariner,  furvey, 
The  unknown  region*  of  the  fea» 


*c>4  PSALM       CVII. 

e   They  leave  their  native  (hores  behind, 
And  feize  the  favour  of  the  wind  ! 
'Till  God  command,    and  tempefts  rife, 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  fkies. 

3  Now  to  the  heavens  they  mount  amain, 
Now  fink  to  dreadful  deeps  again  ; 
What  ftrange  affrights  young  failors  feel, 
And  like  a  ftaggering  drunkard  reel. 

4  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
Loft  to  all  hope,  to  God  they  cry  : 
His  mercy  hears  the  loud  addrefs, 
And  fends  falvation  in  diftrefs.  / 

j   He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  affwage, 
And  ftormy  tempefts  ceafe  to  rage  ; 
The  gladfome  train  their  fears  give  o'er, 
And  hail  with  joy  their  native  fhore. 

6  Oh  may  the  fonsofmen  record 
The  wondrous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord ! 
Let  them  their  private  offerings  bring 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  fing. 

Psalm  CVII.     Fourth  Part.     Common  Meire« 

The  Mariner's  Pfalm. 
l  HPHY  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 
X       That  rule  the  boifterous  fea, 
The  fons  of  courage  fhall  record, 
Who  tempt  that  da»gerous  way. 

a  At  thy  command  the  winds  arife, 
And  fwell  the  towering  waves  ; 
The  men  aftonifh'd  mount  the  fkies, 
And  fink  in  gaping  graves. 

3  (Again  they  climb  the  watery  hills, 

And  plunge  in  deeps  again  ; 
Each  like  a  tottering  drunkard  reel», 
And  finds  his  courage  vain. 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempeft  roar, 

They  pant  with  fluttering  breath  ; 


V    S    A    L    M      CVII.  £»§ 

And  hopelefs  of  the  diftant  fhofe 
Lxpeft  immediate  death. Q 

j  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  cries  4 
He  hears  the  lcud  requeft, 
And  orders  filence  through  the  fkies, 
And  lays  the  floods  to  reft. 

*'§  Sailors  rejoice  to  lofe  their  fears, 
And  fee  the  ftorms  allay'd  ; 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  "appears  | 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid; 

f  'Tis  God  that  brings  them  fafe  to  land* 
Let  ftupid  mortals  know, 
That  waves  are  under  his  command, 
And  all  the  winds  that  blow. 

'■%  Oh  that  the  fons  of  men  would  praife 
The  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  i 
And  thofe  that  fee  thy  wondrous  ways 
Thy  wondrous  love  record. 

Psalm     CVIJ.     Lajl  Part. 

'Colonies  planted ;  or,  Nations  bltjl  and puvijkei. 
i  II  THE  N  God,  provok'd  with  daring  c  rimes .,- 
V  V     Scourges  the  madnefs  of  the  time*, 
He  turns  their  fields  to  barren  fand, 
And  dries  the  rivers  from  the  land. 

t  His  word  can  raife  the  fp rings  again, 
And  make  the  wither'd  mountains  green, 
Send  fhowery  bleffings  from  the  fides  ; 
And  harvefts  in  the  defert  rife. 

3  [Where  nothing  dwelt  but  beafts  of  prey9 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 

He  bids  fh'  oppreft  and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

4  They  fow  the  fields,  and  trees  they  plant, 
Whofe  yearly  fruit  fuppfies  their  want  : 
Their  race  grow*  up  from  fruitful  ftocks, 
Their  wealth  increafes  with  their  iocks. 

S 


2o6  PSALM       CVIIL 

5  Thus  they  arebleft  ;  but  if  they  fin, 
He  lets  the  heathen  nations  in, 

A  favagecrew  invades  their  lands, 
Their  princes  die  by  barbarous  hands. 

6  Their  captive  fons,  expos'd  to  fcorn, 
Wander  unphy'd  and  forlorn  ; 

The  country  lies  unfenc'd,  untill'd, 
And  defola'ion  fpreads  the  field. 

7  Yet  if  the  humbled  nation  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns  : 
Again  he  makes  their  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  live.] 

3  The  righteous  with  a  joyful  fenfe 
Admire  the  works  of  providence  ; 
And  tongues  of  atheifts  (hall  no  more, 
Blafpheme  the  God  that  faints  adore. 

Q)  How  few  with  pious  care  record 

Thefe  wondrous  dealings  of  the  Lord  ! 
But  wife  obfervers  ftill  fhall  find 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft  and  kind. 

Psalm     CVIII.     Common  Metre. 
Afong  e>f  Praife. 
x      \  WAKE,  my  foul,  to  found  his  praifej 
IJl  Awake  my  harp  to  fing  ; 
Join  all  my  powers  the  fong  to  raife, 
And  morning  incenfe  bring. 

2  Among  the  people  of  his  care, 

And  through  the  nations  round  ; 
Glad  fongs  of  praife  will  I  prepare. 
And  there  his  name  refound. 

§  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 
Above  the  flarry  train  ; 
Diffufe  thy  heavenly  grace  abroad, 
And  teach  the  world  thy  reign. 

4  So  fhall  thy  chofen  fons  rejoice, 

And  throng  thy  courts  above  ; 


PSALM       CIX.  2^', 

While  finners  hear  thy  pardoning  voice, 
And  tafte  redeeming  love. 

Psalm     CIX.     ver.  1 — 5,  31. 

Love  to  Enemies  from  the  Example  ofChrifi. 
i  f~^  OD  of  my  mercy  and  my  praife, 
vJT  Thy  glory  is  my  fcag  ; 
Though  finners  fpeak  againii  thy  grace 
With  a  blafpnemin-g  tongue. 

2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 
Thy  fon  on  earth  was  found  ; 
With  cruel  flanders  falfe  and  v'aia 
They  compafs'd  him  around. 

$  Their  mis'ries  his  compaffion  move, 
Their  peace  he  ftill  purfu'd  ; 
They  render  hatred  for  his  love, 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

,4  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  caufe,, 
Yet  with  his  dying; breath 
He  pray'd  for  murd'rers  on  his  crofs7 
And  blefs'd  his  foes  in  death. 

jj  Lord,  mail  thy  bright:  example  fhifle. 
In  vain  before  my  eyes  ; 
Give  me  a  fcul  a-kin  to  thine, 
To  love  mine  enemies. 

€  The  Lord  fhall  on  my  fide  engage, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  name 
I  (hall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage, 
Who  ftander  and  condemn. 

Psalm     CX.     Firjl  Part,     Long  Metre. 
Chrijl  exalted,  and  Multitudes   converted  ;    or,  the 

Succefs  of  the  Go/pel. 
1   '"pHUS  God  th'  eternal  Father  (pake 
i-     To  Chrift  the  Son  ;   "  Afcend  and  fit 
"  At  my  right  hand,  'till  I  (hall  make 
41  Thy  foes  fubmiffxve  at  thy  feet. 


so*  ?-   S    A    L    u     cr*. 

2  "  From  Zion  mail  thy  word  proceed, 
"   Thy  word,  the  fceptre  in  thy  hand, 

"  Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 
"  And  bow  their  wiiis  to  thy  command. 

3  •*-  That  day  fhall  fhew  thy  power  is  great, 

11  When  faints  (hall  flock  with  willing  mind?! 
"  And  finners  croud  thy  temple  gate, 
*'  Where  holinefs  in  beauty  fhines.  " 

4  O  bleffed  power  !  O  glorious  day  ! 
What  a  large  vicVry  fhall  enfue  ! 
And  converts,  who  thy  grace  obey, 
Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew. 

?  *  a   l   m     CX.     Second  Part.     Long  A{etre- 
The  Kingdom  and  Prifjihcod  ofChrift. 
a  'T'HUS  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  fea 
JL     Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  fwore  ; 
"  Eternal  fhall  thy  priefthood  be, 
*'  And  change  from  hand  to  hand  no  more, 

s.  "  Aaron,  and  all  his  fons,  mull  die  : 
"  But  everlafting  life  is  thine, 
**  To  fave  forever  thofe  that  fly 
41  For  refuge  from  the  wrath  divine. 

4  M  By  me  Melchifedec  was  made 
"  On  earth  a  king  and  prieft  at  once  : 
"  And  thou  my  heavenly  prieft  (halt  plead, 
"  And  thou,  my  king  fhak  rule  my  tbn&.*» 

4   fefus  the  priefl  afcends  his  throne, 
While  counfcls  of  eternal  peace, 
Between  the  father  and  the  fon, 
Proceed  with  honour  and  fuccefs. 

£  Through  the  whole  earth  his  reign  (hall  fpread* 
And  crufh  the  powers  that  dare  rebel  : 
Then  fhall  he  judge  the  rifing  dead, 
And  fend  the  guilty  world  to  hell. 

i  Though  while  he  treads  his  glorious  way, 
>k  drinks  the  cup  of  threats  and. blood,. 


PSALM      CXI.  ao$ 

The  fufferings  of  that  dreadful  day 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God. 

Psalm     CX.     Common  Metre, 
Ckrift's  Kingdom  and  Pricjihood. 
*■    TESUS,  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  throne, 
J    And  near  thy  Father  fit  ; 
In  Zion  fhall  thy  power  be  known, 
And  make  thy  foes  fubmit. 

2  What  wonders  {hall  thy  gofpel  do  ! 

Thy  converts  fhall  furpafs 
The  numerous  drops  of  morning  dew? 
And'  own  thy  fovereign  grace. 

3  God  hath  pronounc'd  a  firm  decree^ 

Nor  changes  what  he  fwore  ; 
11  Eternal  fhall  thy  priefthood  be, 
"  When  Aaron  is  no  more, 

4  ,l  Mekhifedec,  that  wondrous  prieft, 

"  That  king  of  high  degree, 
"  That  holy  man  who  Abraham  bleft 
*l  Was  but  a  type  of  ther." 

|  Jefus  our  priefl  forever  lives 
To  plead  for  us  above  ; 
Jefus  our  King  forever  gives 
The  bleflings  of  his  love. 

€  God  fhall  exalt  his  glorious  head, 
And  his  high  throne  maintain, 
Shall  ftrike  the  powers  and  princes  deatlj 
Who  dare  oppofe  his  reign, 

Psalm  CXI.     Firft  Part. 
The  zuifdsmofGod'  in  his  Werks, 

SONGS  of  immortal  praife  belong 
To  my  almighty  God  \ 
He  has  my  heart  and  he  my  tongue- 
To  fpread  his  name  abroad. 
&  How  great  thewOTkshis  hand  has  WTCUghU 
How  glorious  in  our  fight  \ 

S-2 


2i»  PSALM      CXI, 

And  men  in  every  age  have  fought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 

a  How  fair  and  beauteous  nature's  frame  ! 
How  wife  th'  eternal  mind  ! 
His  counfels  never  change  the  fchera 
That  his  firft  thoughts  dengn'd. 

4  When  he  redeem'd  his  chofen  fons., 
He  fix'd  his  covenant  fure  : 
The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce 
To  endlefs  years  endure. 

c  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  fkiess 

Thy  heavenly  fkill  proclaim  ; 

What  fhall  we  do  to  make  us  wife, 

But  learn  to  read  thy  name  ? 

$  To  fear  thy  power,  to  truft  thy  grace3 
Is  our  divined  fkill  ! 
And  he's  the  wifeft  of  our  race 
That  belt  obeys  thy  will. 

Psalm     CXI.     Second  Part. 

Thi  Pcrfeftions  of  God. 
x   f>  RE  AT  is  the  Lord  ;  his  works  of  migH 
vT     Demand  our  nobleft  fongs  ; 
Let  his  afferobled  faints  unite 
Their  harmony  of  tongues. 
2  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord", 
He  gives  his  children  food  ; 
And  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 
He  makes  his  promife  good. 

2  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 
To  feal  his  covenant  fure  : 
Holy  and  reverend  is  his  name, 
His  ways  are  juft  and  pure. 

4  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wife* 
Muft  with  his  fear  begin  ; 
Our  faireft  proof  of  knowledge  lie* 
In  hating  every  fin. 


PSALM      CXII.  at 

Psalm     CXII.     As  the  113th  Pfalm, 
The  BUJJivgs  of -the  liberal  Man. 
2   'T^H  AT  man  is  bleft  who  ftands  in  awe 
JL     Of  God,  and  loves  his  facred  law  % 
His  feed  on  earth  fhall  be  renown'd  J 
His  houfe  the  feat  of  wealth  fhall  be, 
An  unexhaufted  treafury, 

And  with  fucceffive  honours  crown'd. 

2  His  liberal  favours  he  extends, 
To  fome  he  gives,  to  others  lends  ; 

A  generous  pity  fills  his  mind  ? 
Yet  what  his  chauity  impairs, 
He  favesby  prudence  in  sffairs\> 

And  thus  he's  juft  to  all  mankind. 

3  His  hands,  while  they  his  alms  beftow'dj. 
His  glory's  future  harveft  fow'd, 

The  fweet  remembrance  of  the  jufi 
Like  a  green  root  revives  and  bears 
A  train  of  bleffings  for  his  heirs, 

When  dying  nature  fleeps  in  dull. 

4  Befet  with  threatening  dangers  round, 
Unmov'd  fhall  he  maintain  his  ground  j 

His  confcience  holds  his  courage  up  ; 
The  foul  that's  fill'd  with  virtue's  lightj 
Shines  brighteft  in  affliction's  night  : 
And  fees  in  darknefs  beams  of  grace. 
Pause. 
§  [111  tidings  never  can  furprife 
His  heart  that  fix'd  on  God  relies, 

Though  waves  and  tempefts  roar  around 
Safe  on  a  rock  he  fits,  and  fees 
The  fhipwreckof  his  enemies, 

And  all  their  hope  and  glory  drown'cl, 
6  The  wicked  fhall  his  triumph  fee, 
And  gnafh  their  teeth  in  agony, 

To  find  their  expectations  croft : 
They  and  their  envy,  pride  and  fpite,. 
Sink  down  to  everlafting  night, 

And  all  their  names  in  darknefs  loft.  J 


sia  PSALM        CXIT. 

Psalm     CXII.     Long  Metre. 
The  BUJings  of  the  Pious  and  Charitable 
i   rT,HRICE  happy  man  who  fears  the  Lord, 
X     Loves  his  command,  and  trufls  hi*  word  i 
Honour  and  peace  his  days  attend, 
And  bleffings  to  his  feed  defcend. 

•a  Ccmpaffion  dwells  upon  his  mind, 
To  works  of  mercy  ftill  incliu  'd: 
He  lends  the  poor  fome  wrefentaid, 
Or  gives  them,  not  to  be  repaid. 

3  When  times  grow  dark,  and  tidings  fpread 
That  fill  his  neighbours  round  with  dread, 
His  heart-is  arm'  d  againft  the  fear, 

For  God  with  all  his  power  is  there. 

4  His  fpirit  fix'd  upon  the  Lord 

Draws  heavenly  courage  from  hij  words 
Amidft'the  darknefs  light  fhall  rife, 
To  cheer  his  heart  and  blefs  his  eyes. 

f  He  hath  difpers'd  his  alms  abroad, 
His  works  are  ftill  before  his  God  ; 
His  name  on  earth  fhall  long  remain,. 
While  envious  finners  rage  in  vain. 

Psalm     CXII.     Common  Mr tre. 

Liberality  rewarded, 

x   T  TAPPY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 
Jl~1     And  follows  his  commands, 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward, 
Or  gives  with  liberal  hands. 

3  As  pitv  dwells  wkbin  his  breaft 

To  ail  the  fons  of  need  ; 
So  God  fhall  anfwer  his  Tequeft 

With  bleffings  on  his  feed. 
3  No  evil  tidings  fhall  furprife 

His  well-eftablifh'd  mind  : 
His  foulto  God,  his  refuge  fliej. 

And  leaves  his  fears  behind* 


P    S    A    L    M      CXIII.  4>3 

4.  In  times  of  danger  and  diftrefs 
Some  beams  of  light  mall  mine, 
To  mew  the  world  his  righteoufnefs^ 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

5  His  works  of  piety  and  love 
Remain  before  the  Lord  j 
Honor  on  earth  and  joys  above,. 
Shall  be  his  fure  reward. 

Psalm     CXIII,     Proper  Tune. 
The  Majejiy  and  Condefcention  of  God, 
a  ^7"E  '^at  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
X     The  honors  of  his  name  record, 
His  facred  name  forever  blefs  : 
Where'er  the. circling  fun  difp^ays 
His  riling  beams  or  fetting  rays, 

Let  lands  and  feas  his  power  oonfefs,. 

2  Not  time,  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds, 
Can  give  his  vaft  dominion  bounds  ; 

The  heavens  are  far  below  his  height  j 
Let  no  created  greatnefs  dare 
Wich  our  eternal  God  compare, 

Arm'cV  with  his  uncreated  might* 

3  He  bows  his  glorious  head  to  view. 
What  the  bright  hofts  of  angels  do, 

And  bends  his  care  to  mortal  things  ? 
His  fovereign  hand  exalts  the  poor, 
He  takes  the  needy  from  the  door, 

And  feais  them  on  the  throne  of  kings* 

4  When  childlefs  families  defpair,. 
He  fends  the  bleflirtgs  of  an  heir, 

To  refcue  their  expiring  name  ; 
The  mother  with  a  thankful  voice 
Proclaims  his  praifes.  and  her  joys  ; 

Let  every  age  advance  his  praife. 

Psalm     CXIII.     Long  Metre, 

God  fovereign  and  gracious. 
&  'V/'E  fervants  of  th*  almighty  King, 
X    In  every  age  hisr.praifesung  j. 


2J4  PSALM       CXIV. 

Where  e'er  the  fun  fhall  rife  or  fet, 
The  nations  fhall  hia  praife  repeat. 

2  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  fky 
His  throne  of  glory  ftands  on  high  ; 
Nor  time  nor  place  his  power  reftraioj 
Nor  bounds  his  univerfal  reign. 

3  Which  of  the  fons  of  Adam  dare, 
Or  angels  with  their  God  compare  ? 
His  glories  how  divinely  bright  1 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light  ; 

4  Behold  his  love,  he  ftoops  to  view 
What  faints  above  and  angels  do  ; 
And  condefcends  yet  more  to  know 
The  mean  affairs  of  men  below. 

£   From  duft  and  cottages  obfcure 

His  grace  exalts  the  hmmble  poor  ! 

Gives  them  the  honor  of  his  fons, 

And  his  them  for  their  heavenly  thrones. 
$  [A  word  of  his  creating  voice 

Can  make  the  barren  houfe  rejoice  ; 

1  ho'  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  paft, 

The  promis'd  feed  is  born  at-1  ail. 

^  With  joy  the  mother  views  her  fon, 
Ar^d  telfs  the  wonders  God  has  done  ; 
faith  may  grow  ftrong    when    fenfe    defpairS, 
If  nature  fails  the  promife  bears] 

Psalm         CXIV. 
Miracles  attending  Ifrael's  Journey. 
*  "\A7HEN  1,rae1'    freed  from   Pharoh's  hand, 
VV     Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  land, 
The  tribes  with  cheerful  homage  own 
Their  king,  and  judah  was  his  throne. 
%  A-crcfs  the   deep  their  journey  lay  ; 
The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way  ; 
Jordan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled 
With  backward  current  to  his  head 


PSALM  CXV.  si$ 

g  The  mountains  {hook  like  frighted  fh.eep, 
Like  lambs   the  little  hillocks  leap  : 
Not  Sinai  on  her  bafe  could  ftand, 
Confcious  oi  fovereign  power  at  hand. 

a  What  power  could  make  the  deep  divide  f 
Make  Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide  ? 
Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  hills  ? 
And  whence  the  dread  that  Sinai  feels  ?• 

5  Let  every  mountain,  every  flood 
Retire  and  know  th'  approaching  God, 
The  King  of  Ifrael  :  fee  him  here  ; 

1  Tremble  thou  earth,  adore  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders  and  all  nature  mourns, 
The  rock  to  {landing  pools  he  turns  ; 
Flints  fpring  with  fountains  at  his  word, 
And  fires  and  feas  confefs  the  Lord. 

Psalm     CXV.     Firft  Metre. 
The  true  God  our  Refuge  ;  or  Idolatry  reprevti. 
I  "NJOT  to  ourfelves,  who  are  but  duft, 
XAl    Not  to  ourfelves  is  glory  due,   " 
Eternal  God,  thou  only  juft, 
Thou  only  gracious,  wife  and  true. 

a  Difplay  to  earth  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
Why  fhould  a  heathen's  haughty  tongue 
Infult  us,  and  to  raife  our  fhame, 
•   Say,  Where's  the  God  you've  ferv'djb  long  9 

3  The  God  we  ferve  maintains  his  throne, 
Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  fkies  ; 
Through  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done, 
He  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  cries. 

4  But  the  vain  idols  they  adore 

Are  fenfelefs  fhapes  of  ftone  and  wood  : 
At  beft  a  mafs  of  glittering  ore, 
A  filverfaint,  or  golden  god. 

g  [With  eyes  and  ears,  they  carve  the  head  ; 
Deaf  are  their  ears,  their  eyes  are  blind  ; 
In  vain  are  coftly  offerings  meide, 
And  vow's  arc  fcatter'd  in  the  wind. 


6i6  P    S     A     L     M  CXV, 

€  Their  feet  were  never  made  to  move, 
Nor  hands  to  fave  when  mortals  pray; 
Mortals  that  pav  them  fear  or  love, 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

7   Oh  1  frael,  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 
Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  relt  : 
The  Lord  fhall  build  thy  ruins  up, 
And  Wefs  the  people  and  the  prieft. 

2  The  dead  v.o  more  can  fpeak  thy  praife^ 
They  dwell  in  filencc  in  the  grave  ; 
But  we  fhall  live  to  fing  thy  grace, 
And  tell  the  world  thy  power  to  fave. 

Psalm     CXV.     Second  Metre. 

As  the  new  Tune  of  the  $oth  Pfalm. 

Idolatry  reproved. 

I  XTOTto  our  names,  thou  only'juft  and  true 
L\l  Not  to  our  worthlefs  names  is  glory  due  : 
Thy  power  and  grace,  thy  truth  and  juftice  claim 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  fovereign  name  ; 
Shine  thro' the  earth  from  heaven  thy  bleft  abode; 
Nor  let  the  heathen  hv,  And  whe re's  your  God, 

tHeaven  is  thine  higher  court:  there  ftands  thy  throne 
And  through  the  lower  worlds  thy  will  is  done  : 
God  fram'd  thisearth,  the  ftany  heavens  he  fpread; 
But  fools  aderethe  gods  their  hands  have  made  ; 
The  kneeling  croud,  with  looks  devout  behold 
Their  fiiver  faviours,  and  their  faints  of  gold. 

3  [Vain  are  thofe  artful  fhapes  of  eyes  and  ears  ; 
The  molten  image  neither  fees  nor  hears  : 
Theirhandsare  helplefs,  nor  their  feet  can  move, 
They  have  no  fpeech  nor  thought,  nor  power,  nor 

Yet  fottifh mortals maketheir  long  complaiirs[love 
To  their  deaf    idols,  and  their   movelefs  faints. 

4  The  rich  have  ftatues  well  adorn'd  with  gold  ; 
The  poor  content  with    gods  of  coarfer  mouldy 
With    tools  of  iron  carv*  the  fenfclefs    flock 
Lopt  from  a  tree,  ot  broken  from  a  rock  ; 


PSALM      GXVI.  as7 

People  and  prieft  drive  on  the  folemn  trade, 
And  truft  the  gods  that  faws  and  hammers  made. 
Be  heaven  and  earth   amaz'd  !  'Tis  hard  to  fay 
Which  are  mqre  ftupid,  or  their  gods,  or  they. 
O  Ifrael  truft  the  Lord  :   Hehears  and  fees, 
He  knows  thy  forrows  and  reftores  thy  peace  ; 
His  worfhip  does  a  thoufand  comforts  yield, 
He  is  thy  help,  and  he  thine  heavenly  fhield. 

In  God  we  truft  ;  our  impious  foes  in  vain 
Attempt  our  ruin  and  oppofe  his  reign  ; 
Had  they  prevail'd  darknefs  had  clos'd  our  dayss 
And  death  and  filence  had  forbid  his  praife  : 
But  we  are  fav'd,  and  live  :   Let  fongs  arife, 
And  Zion  blefs  the  God  that  built  the  Ikies. 

Psalm     CXVI.     Firji  Part. 
Recovery  from  Sicknefs. 

I  Love  the  Lord  :  He  heard  my  cries, 
And  pity'd  every  groan, 
Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rife, 
I'llhaften  co  his  throne. 

i  I  love  the  Lord  :  He  bow'd  his  ear, 
And  chas'd  my  griefs  away  : 
Oh  let  my  heart  no  more  defpair, 
When  I  have  breath  to  pray  1 
j  My  flefli  declin'd,  my  fpirits  fell, 
And  I  drew  near  the  dead, 
While  inward  pangs  and  fears  of  hell 
Perpiex'd  my  wakeful  head. 

{  "My  God,  I  cry'd,  thy  fervant  fa  ve, 
"  Thou  ever  good  and  juft  ; 
"  Thy  power  can  refcue  from  the  grave, 
"  Thy  power  is  all  my  truft." 
5  The  Lord  beheld  me  fore  diftreft, 
He  bade  my  pains  remove  : 
Return,  my  foul,  to  God  thy  reft, 
For  thou  haft  known  his  love. 
T 


zil  P    -S     A     L     M         CXV1. 

6  My  God  hath  fav'd  my  foul  from  death, 
And  dry'd  my  falling  tears  : 
Now  to  his  praife  I'll  fpend  my  breath, 
And  my  remaining  years. 

Psalm      CXVI.  12,  &c.  Second  Part. 
Thanks  for  private  Deliverance. 
i   T  T  THAT  mail  I  render  to  my  God 
V  V     For  all  his  kindnefs  fhown  ? 
My  feet  fhall  viiit  thine  abode, 
My  fongs  addrefs  thythrorre. 

2    Among  the  faints  that  fill  thine  houfe 

My  offerings  fhall  be  paid  ; 
There  fhall  my  zeal  perform  my  vows, 

My  foul  in  anguifh  made. 
How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  ever-bleffed  God  ! 
How  dear  thy  fervants  in  thy  fight  ? 

How  precious  is  their  blood  ? 

4  How  happy  all  thy  fervants  are! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me ! 
My  life  which  thou  haft  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Now  I  am. thine,  forever  thine, 

Nor  fhall  my  purpofe  move  ; 
Thy  hand  has  loos'd  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

6  Here  inthy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 

.  And  thy  rich  grace  record  : 
Witnefs  ye  faints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forfake  the  Lord. 

P  s  a   l   m     CXVI  I.     Common  Metre. 

Praife  to  God  from  all  nations, 

l    (~\    AH  venations,  praife  the  Lord, 
v^/  Each  with  3  different  tongue  ; 
In  every  language  learn  his  word, 
And  let  hk  name  he  fur»g. 


F   S    A    L     M        CXVII.  S19 

2  His  mercy  reigns  thro'  every  land  : 
Proclaim  his  grace  abroad  ; 
Forever  firm  his  truth  fhall  ftand  ; 
Praife  ye  the  faithful  God. 

P  s  a.  l   m     CXVII.     Long  Metre. 

i   T7RO.M  all  "that  dwell  below  the  Ikies 
JL     Let  the  Creator's  praife  a'rife  : 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  he  fung 
Thro'  every  landj  by  every- toegs,  e. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  •, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 
Thy  praife  (hall  found  from  fhore  to  more, 
Till  funs  fhall  fet  and  rife  no  more. 

Psalm     CXVII.     Short  Metre, 

i-  HpHY'name,  almighty  Lord, 

X     Shall  found  through  diftant  lands  : 
Great  is  "thy  grace,  and  fure  thy  word  : 
Thy  truth  forever  Bands. 

2   Far  be  thine  honour  fpread, 
And  long  thy  praife  endure, 
Till  morning  light  and  evening  fhade 
Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more. 

Psalm     CXVII  I.     Firjl  Part.  Ver.  6—ig, 

Deliverance  from  a  Tumult. 
t  r  I  "'HE  Lord  appears  my  helper  now, 
X       Nor  is  my  faith  afraid 
What  all  the  fons  of  earth  can  do, 
Since  heaven  affords  its  aid. 

a  'Tis  fafer,  Lord,  to  hope  in  thee, 
And  have  my  God  my  friend, 
Than  fcruft  in  men  of  high  degree, 
And  on  their-  truth  depend.. 

8  'Tis  thro'  the  Lord  my  heart  is  ftrong, 
In  him  my  lip?  rejoice; 
While  his \b;v3ticn  is  my  fong. 
How  cheerful  is  my  voice  1 


-so  PSALM         CXVIII. 

4    Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round  : 
When  G.»d  appears  they  fl,', 
So  burning  thorns  with  crackling  found- 
Make  a  fierce  blaze,  and  die. 

$   Joy  to  the  faints  and  peace  belongs  ; 
The  Lord  protects  their  days  : 
Let  Ifrael  tune  immortal  fongs 
To  his  Almighty  grace. 

Psalm    CXVIII.    Second  Part.  Ver.  17—21. 

Publick  Praife  for  Deliverance  from  Death. 

1  T    ORD,  thou  haft  neard  thy  fervant  cry, 
X-i     And  refcu'd  from  the  grave  ; 
Now  fhall  he  live  :   (and  none  can  die, 

If  God  refolve  to  fave.) 

2  Thy  praife  more  conftant  than  before, 

Shall  fill  his  daily  breath  ; 
Thy  hand  that  hath  chaftis'd  him  fore 
Defends  him  ftill  from  death. 

3  Open  the  gate  of  Zion  now, 

For  we  fhall  worfhip  there, 
The  houfe  where  all  the  righteous  go 
Thy  mercy  to  declare. 

4  Among  th*  affemblies  of  thy  fainti 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raife  ; 
There  we  have  told  thee  our  complaints, 
And  there  we  fpake  thy  praife. 

Psalm     CXVIII.      Third  Part.  Ver.  22,83. 

Chrifi  the  foundation  oj  the  Church. 
3    T>  EHOLD  the  fure  foundation  done 
±J      Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praife. 
a  Chofen  of  God,  to  finners  dear, 
And  faints  adore  the  name, 
Thev  truft  their  whole  falvation  here, 
Nor  (hall  they  fuffcr  fhamc. 


PSALM        CXVIII.  £?t 

3  Thefoolifh  builders,  fcribe  and  priefi, 

Reject  it  with  difdain; 
Firm  on  this  rock  the  church  fhall  refl, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain, 

4  What  tho'  the  gates  of  he!!  withitood  ? 

Yet  rnufi  this  building  rife  : 
'Tis  thy  own  work,  Almighty  Gcd, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 

Psalm     CXVIII.  Fourth  Part.  Ver.  24,25,26, 

Hofannah  ;  the  Lord'j-day  ;  or  ChrijVs  Rejfcrretfi&t} 

and  our  falvaiion 

1  rT^HIS  is  the  cay  the  Lord  hath  made, 

A         He  calls  the  hours  his  own  ; 

Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 

And  praife  furround  the  throne, 

2  To  day  he  rofe  and  left  the  dead ; 

And-  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
To  day  the  faints  his  triumph  ipread, 
And  ali  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hofannah  to  th'  anointed  king, 

To  David's  holy  fon, 
Help   us,  O  Lord ;  defcend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Bleft  is  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  mtn 

With  mefTagesif  grace  : 
Who  comes  in  God  his  father's  name, 
To  fave  our  finful  race. 
£  Hofannah  in  the  highefl-  ftrains 
The  church  on  earth  can  raife  ; 
Thehighefi  heavens*  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nob'er  praife, 

Psalm     CXVIII,    Ver  22—27.  Short  Metre 

An  Hofannah  for  the  Lori's-Day  ;  r,r,  a  new  fen*  ef 

Salvation  by  Chrifi, 
1     Q'E       a   ?  living  ftofie 
O  The  builders  did  refufe  ) 
Ta 


*£*  P    S     A     L     M        CXVIIL 

Yet  God  hath  huilt  his  church  thereon 
In  fpite  of  envious  Jews. 

52  The  fcribe  and  angry  prieft 
Rejeft  thine  only  Son  ; 
Yet  on  this  rock  ihall  Zion  reft, 
As  the  chief  corner- ftone. 

3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 

And  wondrous  in  eur  eyes  : 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This  day  did  jefus  rife. 

4  This  is  the  glorious  day 

That  our  Redeemer  made  : 

Let  us  rejpce  and  fing  and  pray, 

Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 

£  Hofannah   to  the  king 

Of  David's  royal  blood  : 
B'efs  him,  ye  faints,  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

£  We  blefs  thine  holy  word 

Which  all  this  grace  difplays  ; 
And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  facrifice  of  praife. 

P  »  a  i°m     CXVIII.     22 — 27.    Long  Metre. 
An  Hofannah  for  the  Lord's-Day  ;  or  a  ncwfong  of 
Salvation  by  Chriji. 

a    T    O  !  what  a  glorious  corner-ftone 
JLi  The  Jewifh  builders  did  refufe  : . 
But  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  fpite  of  envy  and  the  Jews. 

2  Great  God,  the  work  is  all  divine, 
The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes; 
This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine, 
The  day  that  faw  our  Saviour  rife. 

3  Sinners  rejoice,  and  faints  be  glad  ; 
Hofannah)  let  his  name  be  bleft^; 
A  thoufand  honours  on  his  head, 
With  peace  and  light  and  glory  reft  J 


!P    S     A    L     M         CXIX.  82* 

4  In  Gods  own  name  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  to  our  ch  ing  race  ; 
Let  the  whole  church  addrels  their  king 
With  hearts  of  joy,  and  fongs  of  praife. 

Psalm     CXIX. 

[I  havecolletled  and  difpofed  the  mofl  ufeful  Verfes 
§f  this  Pfalm  under  eighteen  different  Heads  and  for- 
med a  Divine  Sovgupon  cachoj  them.   ButtheVerfes 
i  aremuchtranfpoftd,to  attain fomt  degree  of  Connection. 

In  fome places ,  among  the  zvords  Law,  Commands* 

•   Judgments,  Teftimonies.  Ihave  ufed  Go(pe\,  Word, 

Grace,  Truth,  Promifes,&c.  as  m$re  agreeable  totke 

New  Tejlament.  and  the  common  Language  ofChrif- 

!  Hans,  and  it  equally  anfwers  the  Defign  of  the  Pfalm-- 

"  ;t,  which  was  to  recommend  the  holy  Scriptures.^ 

Psalm-    CXIX.     Firjl  Part. 

The  bleffednefs  of  Saints,  and  mifery  of  Sinners, 
Ver.  i,  2  3. 

BLEST  are  the  undefil'd  in  heart, 
Whofe  ways  are  right  and  clean  ; 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 
But  fly  from  every  fin. 

Bleft  are  the  men  that  keep  thy  word, 

And  pra&ife  thy  commands  ; 
With  their  whole  heart  they  feek  the  Lord 

And  ferve  thee  with  their  hands. 
Ver.  165. 

Great  is  their  peace  who  love  thy  law  j 

How  firm  their  fouls  abide  ; 
Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 

Their  fteady  feet  afide. 

Ver.  21,  118. 

Then  fhall  my  heart  have  inward  joy, 

And  keep  my  face  from  fhamej 
When  all  thy  ftatutes  I  obey 

And  honour  all  thy  a&jae > 


$24  PSALM        CXIX. 

5  But  haughty  Tinners  God  will  hate, . 
Th  e  proud    fhail  dieaccurft  ; 
The  fons  of  faithood  and  deceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  duft. 

Ver.  119,  lg$. 
S  Vik  as  the  drofs  the  wicked  are  ; 
And  trK>fe  that  leave  thy  ways 
Spall  fee  falvation  from  afar, 
But  never  tafte  thy  grace. 
Psalm     CXIX.         Second  Part. 
Secret  Devotion  and  Spiritual  Mindednejs  ;  or,  CVb«» 
f.ant  Converfe  with  God. 
Ver.  .147,  55. 

1  'T^O  thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 

X.     My  gracious  God,  I  pray  ; 
1  rneditace  thy  name  by  night, 
And  keep  thy  kw  by  day, 

Ver.  8k 

2  My  fpirit  faints  to  fee  thy  grace- 

Thy  prom;fe  bears  me  up  ; 
And  whi-le  falvation  longdelays. 
Thy  word  fupports  my  hope. 
Ver.  to \. 

3  Seven  times  a  day  I  lift  my  hands, 

And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee, 
Thy  righteous  providence  demands 
Repealed  praife  for  me. 
Ver.    62. 

4  When  midright  da'.knefs  veils  the  fkte* 

I  ca         y  w  --.rks  to  mird  ; 
M.)   th    Ui  ;    sin  warm  devotion  rife, 
And  tweet  acceptance  find. 

Psalm  CXIX.      Third  Part. 

ProJ-f;v)n  of  Sincerity.  Rcptvtance,  and  obedience, 

Ver.  .,7,50 
IiHpHOlJ  ari  my  portion,  O  my  God: 
J.     S         as      know  thy   .'  ay, 
l£y  Sean  imk.es  haft  r"  obey  thy  woid, 
And  iutieis  no  dciay. 


F    S     A     L     M         CXIX.  ts$ 

Ver.  57,  90. 

i   I  choofe  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 
And  glory  in  my  choice  : 
Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth.  '  . 

Could  make  me  fo  rejoice. 

3  The  teftimonies  of  thy  grace 
I  fet  befoie  my  eyes  : 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  ftrength,. 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 
Ver.   59. 

1  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways, 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands, 
And  truft  thy  pardoning  grace. 
Ver.  94,  112. 
5  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine, 
Oh  fave  thy  fervant,  Lord, 
Thou  art  my  fhield,  my  hiding-place^ 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word: 
Ver.  112 
£  Thou  haft  inclin'd  this  heart  of  mine 
Thy  ftatutes  to  fulfil  ; 
And  thus  till  mortal  life  fhall  end 
Would  I  perform  thy  will. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Fourth  Part. 

Injlruclionfrom  Scripture. 

x  T  TOW  fhall  the  young  fecure  their  hearts, 
JLi   And  guard  their  lives  from  fia  ? 
Thy  word  the  choiceft  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  co&fcience  clean. 
Ver.  130. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  fpreads  fuch  light  abroad, 
The  rneaneft  fouls  inftru&ion  find, 
And  raife  their  thoughts  to  God* 
Ver.  105. 
3  'Tis  like  the  fun,  a  heavenly  light, 
That  guides  us  all  the  day , 


%i&-  PS    A    L    M      ex*x. 

And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night,. 
A  lamp  to.  lead  our  way. 

Ver.  99,  ioo. 

4  The  men  that  keep  thy  law  with  care,. 

And  meditate  thy  wordy 
Grow  wifer  than  their  teachers  are, 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 
Ver.  104,  1 13. 
f.  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wife  ;   ■ 
1       I  hate  the  firmer *s  road  : 
I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rife, 
But  love  thy  law  my  God. 

Ver.  19.  90,  91. 

6  The  ftarry  heavens  thy  rule  obey. 

The  earth  maintains  her  place  ; 
-And  thefe  thy  fervants  night  and  day 
Thy  (kill  and- power  exprefs. 

7  But  (till  thy  law  and  gofpel,  Lord, 

Have  leflbns  more  divine  : 
Not  earth  Hands  firmer  than  thy  word," 
Nor  ftars  fo  nebly  fhine.] 

Ver.  190,  140,  9,  119. 

5  Thy  word  is  everlafling  truth, 

How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  fhall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  fupport  our  age. 

P  j   a    l    m     CXIX.      Fifth    Part. 
Delight  in  Scripture  ;  or,  the  Word  of  God  dwelling- 
in-  us. 
Ver.    97. 
i   ^XH  how  I  love  thy  holy  law  ! ! 
Vy      'Tisdailymydelight  ; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  bv  nighti 
Ver.  148. 
a  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day 
To  meditate  thy  word  : 
My  foul  with  longing  melts  -iway 
To  hear  thy  gofp^j  Lord. 


PSA    X     M      CXX'X.  &tf 

Ver.  3,  13,44. 

3  Thy  heavenly  words  my  heart  engage. 

And  well  employ  my  tongue, 
And  in  my  tireiome  pilgrimage 
Yield  me  a  heavenly  fong. 
Ver.  19,  103. 

4  Am  I  a  ft  ranger,  or  at  home, 

'Tis  my  perpetual  feait  ; 
Not  honey  dropping  from  thecorrik 
So  much  allures  the  tafle. 

Ver.  72,  127. 
No  treafures  fo  enrich  themmd  ; 
Nor  (hall  thy  word  be  fold 
Tor  loads  of  filver  well  refin'd, 
Nor  heaps  of  chciceft  gold. 
Ver.  28,  49,  175. 
€  When  nature  finks s  and  fpiriis  droop. 
Thy  promifes  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  fupport  my  hope. 
And  there  I  write  thy  praife, 

P  s  a   l   m     CXIX.     Sixth  Part. 
Holinefs  and  Comforifrom  the  Word. 
Ver.  128. 
a    T     OR.D,  I  efteem  thy  judgements  right 
\     k-J     And  all  thy  ftatutes  juft ; 
Thence  I  maintains  con-ft ant- fight 
With  every  flattering  luft. 
Ver.  97,9. 

2  Thy  precepts  often  1  furvey  ; 

I  keep  thy  law  in  fight 
Through  all  the  bufinefs  of  the  day, 
To  form  my  actions  right. 
Ver.  62.     . 

3  My  htfart  in  midnight  filence  cries, 

"  How  fweet  thy  comforts  be  ;" 
My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rife, 
And  bring  their  thanks  to  thee. 
V  er.  162. 
■4.  And  when  my  fpiri1  drinks  her  fillj 
At  fome  good  -.vordcff  thiae, 


»»8  PSALM       CXIX. 

Not  mighty  men  that  fhare  the  fpoil, 
Have  joys  compar'd  to  mine. 

Psalm      CXIX.     Seventh  Part. 
Imperfeclion  of  Nature,  and  Perfection  of  Scripture* 

Ver  96.      Paraphrafed. 
1    T    ETallthe  heathen  writers  join 
.1_j     To  f  Jrm  one  perfeft  book, 
Great  God,  if  once  compar'd  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look. 

a  Not  the  moil  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could   fhew  one  fin  forgiven  : 

Nor  lead  a  ftep  beyond  the  grave, 

But  thine  conduft  to  heaven. 

3  I've  feen  an  end  to  what  we  call 

Perfe&ion  here  below  ; 
How  (hort  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  farther  go. 

4  Yet  man  would  fain  be  juft  with  God, 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought ; 
But  thy  commands  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  every  thought. 

£  In  vain  we  boaft  perfection  here, 
While  fin  defiles  our  frame  : 
And  finks  our  virtues  down  fo  far, 
They  fcarce  deferve  the  name. 

6  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace 
Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteoufnef* 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Eighth  Part. 
Excellency  and  Variety  of  Scribture. 
Ver.  tii.     Paraphrafed! 
x    T    ORD  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 
X-J     My  lading  heritage  : 
There  fhall  mynoblefi  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmeft  thoughts  engage. 


?     S     A     L    'M       CXIIC  %*£ 

a.  I'll  read  the  hiftories  of  thy  love, 
And  keep  thy  laws  in  fight, 
While  through  the  promifes  I  rove, 
With  ever  frefh  delight. 

3  'Tisa  bread  land  of  wealth  unknowa, 

Where  fpriogs  of  life  arife, 
Seeds  of  immortal  blifs  are  fown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  beft  relief  that  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  forrows  bleft  ; 
•Our  faireft  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  reft. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Ninth  tdf% 

Dejirt  of  Knowledge. 

Ver/64,  6 J,  i3. 
a  HHHY  mercies  fill  the  earth,  G  Lord, 
A     How  good  thy  works  appear  ! 
Open  my  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
And  fee  thy  wonders  there. 
Ver.  73^25. 

2  My  heart  wasfafhion'd  by  thy  hand, 

My  fervice  is  thy  due, 
Oh  make  thy  fervant  understand 
The  duties  I  muft  do. 

3  Since  I'm  a  ftranger  here  below, 

Let  not  thy  path  be  hid, 
But  mark  the  road  my  feet  fhould  g», 
And  be  my  conftant  guide. 
Ver.  26. 

4  When  I  confefs'd  my  wandering  ways;, 

Thou  heardft  my  foul  complain  ; 
Grant  me  the  teachings  of  thy  grace, 

Or  I  fhall  ftray  again. 
Ifn    '  Ver- 33,  34. 

(  If  God  to  me  his  ftatutes  fhew, 
And  heavenly  truth  impart, 
U 


85$  P    S     A    L     M       CXIX. 

His  work  forever  I'll  purfue, 
His  law  fhall  rule  my  heart. 
Ver.  50.  71. 
^  This  was  mv  coxrrfort  when  I  bore 
•  i  icf  ; 
It  made  rnc  learn  tby  w-rd  the  more, 
And  fly  to  that  relief. 

Ver.  ri. 
y   [In  vain  the  proud  deride  me  now,; 
I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  law, 
Nor  let  that  bleffed  gol'pel  go 
Whence  all  mv  hopes  I  draw. 
Ver.  27,  171.* 
$  Wheft  I  hayelcanvd  my  Father's  will, 
I'll  tcath  the  world  his  ways  ; 
Mv  .  :s.  infpir'd  with  zeal, 

Shall  fing  aloud  his  praife.J 
P   s   a   £.   m     CXIX.     Tex 
.  i  Promifcs. 
Ver.  38, 
»    y^EHOLD  thy  wailing  iervant,  Lord, 
Jul   Devoted  to  thy  fear  ; 
Remember;  ana  confirm  thy  word, 
for  all  my  hopes  are  there. 
Ver.  41,  58,  107. 
«   HaPtthounot  fent  faivation  d 

And  promis'd  quickening  grace  ? 
Doth  not  my  heart  addrefs  thy  tiuuiic? 
And  yet  thy  love  delays. 

Ver.  !:>:>,  42. 

3  Aline  eyes  for  thy  faivation  fail  ; 

Oh  heartily  fcrvant  up  ; 
Nor  let  the  fcofRng  lips  prevail, 
Who  dare  reproach  ray  hope. 
Ver.  49.  74. 

4  D-uft  thou  not  raile  my  faun,  O  Lord? 

h  t  thy  truth  appear  : 
Sain.:  •  my  reward, 

And  truft  es  well  as  fear. 


f    S     A'    1     M'      CXIX,  234 

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On  that  my  Gofi  v.  :  ;'.      .  slit  me  grss* 
To  know  iud  dohip ■"■-".■.'■!  ! 

a-  Oh  fend  tKy  Spirit  down  to  write 
Thy  lav/  upon  my  heart, 
Nor  let  my  tongue  inelul^  decek, 
Nor  £clth-  iisr's  part, 

Ver.  g7,  36. 
3  From  vanity  turn  oft  my  eyeS  » 
Letnoc^vmtdXigr;' 
Nor  covetous  dcm-e?  arife 
Within  tins  foul  of  rnlric, 

--\  niy  rbotfteps  by  thy  wor«, 
And  rn~ks  sfty  ht^uXX-:  : 
L;--r  -?.r  have  no  dominicii,  Lr-ci-, 
But  keep  my  Gonfci-nte  c;:::r, 
Ver.  .; 
£■  My  foul  nath  gotre"  tor,  Xr  eftiriiy* 
Mv  fe-ct  too  often  dip  : 
~I  et  lince  I've  r:<:t  fnry^l  thy  ways 
Reitcre  thy  -wandering  meet, 

I  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  coitiitisa^, 
'Tis  a  delightful  road  ', 
Not  let  my  head,  or  heart*  or  hands, 
Offend  sgainii  my  God. 
P  s   a   l    u     CXIX       tm  :       X 
■Breathing  after  Cv;nfo,  1  '-.<i  .- 

-     Vet,iKif 

1    A/f  Y  God,  ^onXXrmydHXXs, 
i^J.  Let  mercy  pk.-o  ttfyc 
Though!  have  hnn'd  kgainft  thy  grae*j 
I  ne'er  roraet  >liy  laws, 

Ver,  S3j  ii^ 
ji  Forbid,  forbid  tfcefliftrp.fepfgu&t 
Which  Ho  juftiy  fesfi  j 


s3£  PSALM       CX2X, 

Uphold  my  life,  uphold  my  hopes,. 
Nor  let  my  fhame  appear. 
Ver.  122,  135. 
j  Be  thou  a  furety,  Lord,  for  me, 
Nor  let  the  proud  opprefs  ; 
Bur  make  thy  waiting  fe-rvant  fee 
The  minings  of  thy  face. 

Ver.  81. 
4  My  eyes  with  expectation  fail  ; 
My  heart  within  me  cries. 
44  When  will  the  Lord  his  truth  fulfil, 
*'  And  bid  my  comforts  rife  ?" 
Ver.  132. 

1  Look  down  upon  my  fcrrows,  Lord, 

And  fnew  thy  grace  the  fame  ; 
Thy  tender  mercies  ftill  afford 
To  thofe  that  love  thy  name. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Thirteenth.  Part; 

Holy  Fear,  end  Ttndernefs  of  Confcience. 
Ver.  10. 

WITH  my  whole  heart  I've  fought  thy  hts0 
Oh  let  me  never  ftray 
Jromthy  commands,  O  God  of  grace, 
Nor  tread  ths  {inner 's  way. 
Ver.  u. 

2  Thy  word  I've  hid  within  my  heart,. 

To  keep  my  confeience  clean, 
And  be  z:\  everlafting  guard 
From  every  rifing  fin. 

Ver.  63,  53,  1,58. 

3  VxD  a  companion  of  the  faints, 

Who  f<?3r  and  love  the  Lord  ; 
Mv  forrows  rife,  my  nature  faints, 
When  men  tranfgrefs  thy  word. 
Ver.  i6t,  163. 

4  While  finners  do  thy  gofpel  wrong, 

My  fpirit  {lands  in  awe  ; 
Mv  foul  ahhors  a  lying  tongue, 
Xut  loves  thy  righteous  law. 


PSALM       CXIX.  233 

Ver.  161,   120. 
5  My  heart  with  facred  reverence  hears 
The  threatenings  of  thy  word  ; 
My  flefh  with  holy  trembling  fears 
Lord. 
Ver.   i66r  174.. 
It  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,  1  wait 
For  thy  falvation  ftill ; 
While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight, 
And  I  obey  thy  will. 

Psalm     CXIX.     fourteenth   Pan'. 
Benefit  of  Ajfliclions,  and  Support  under  them. 

Ver.  153,  81,  82. 

1  /CONSIDER  all  my  foirows,  Lord, 
V_y    And  thy  deliverance  fend  ;    . 

My  foul  for  thy  falvation  faints, 
When  will  my  troubles  end  ! 
Ver.  71. 

2  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  ms 

To  bear  my  Father's  rod  ; 
Afflictions  make  me  learn  the  law. 
And  live  upon  my  God". 
Ver    50. 

3  This  is  the  comfort  Ienjoy 

When  new  r iftre fs  begins  : 
I  read  thy  word,  I  run  thy  way, 
And  hate  my  former  fins. 
Ver    92. 
4,  Had  not  thy  word  beer-  my  delight 
When  earthly  joys  were  fled, 
My  fcul,  oppreit  with  for  rows  weight, 
Had  funk  amongtt  the  d:ad. 
Ver    75- 
I  I  know  thy  judgements,  Lord,  are  right; 
Though  thev  may  iecm  fevere ; 
The  fharpeft  fufferingS  I  endure, 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 
U  a 


s>24  PSALM      CXIX, 

Ver.  67. 
6  Before  I  kr.-r.v  thy  chuftcning  rod> 
My  feet  were  apt  to  fir?  7  ; 
But  now  I  iearr.  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Fifteenth  Sjyrfr 

Holy  Refohticns. 

Ver.  93. 
*   f~\U  that  thy  ftatutes  every  hour 
V-x    Might  dwell  upon  mv  mind  i 
Thence  I  derive  a  quickening  powe,? 
And  d;uiy  peace  I  find. 

Ver.  15,  16. 
2  To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord, 
Shall  be  my  fweet  employ  ; 
My  foul  fhall  ne'er  forget  thy  word,, 
Thy  word  is  all  ray  joy. 

Ver.  32. 
^.How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 
If  thou  my  heart  difcharge 
Jrom  fin  and  fatan's  hateful  chains, 
And  fet  my  feet  at  large  ! 

Ver,  .13,  46. 

4  My  lips  with  courage  fhall  declare 

Thy  ftatutes  and  thy  name  ; 
I'll  fpeak  thy  word  tho3  kings  fhould  hear^ 
Nor  yield  to  finful  fhame. 

Ver.  61,  6o;  70. 

5  Let  bands  of  perfecutors  rife 

To  rob  me  of  my  right, 
Let  pr:de  and  malice  forge  their  I 
Thy  law  is  my  delight. 
Ver.  1,5. 
£  Depart  from  me.  ye  wicked  race, 
Whofe  hands  and  hearts  are  ill  ; 
I  love  my  God,  I  love  his  ways3 
And  luuil  obey  hi*  wilt 


PS    A    L\  M-     CXIX,  23* 

P  8  a   i,   u     CXIX.     Sixteenth  Part, 
Prayer  for  quickening  Grace, 
Ver.  25,  37. 
a  TV /T  ^  t°u]  ^e3  cleaving  to  the  dafi ; 
J.VX  Lord,  give  me  life  divine.; 
Frcm  vain  defiresand  every  lull 
Turn  off  thefe  eyes  of  mine, 

2.  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 
To  fpeed  me  in  thy  way, 
Left  I  mould  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  aftray. 
Ver.  107. 
When  fqre  afflictions  prefs  me  dowSj 

I  need,  thy  quickening  powers  j 
Thy  word  that  I  have  reiled  on 
Shall  help  nay  heaviefl  hours, 
Ver.  156,   40, 
Are  not  thy  mercies  fovereign  ftill, 

And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
To  run  the  heavenly  road  ? 
Ver.  2,59,  40, 
Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love» 

And  long  to  fee  thy  face  ? 
And  yet  how  flow  my  fpirits  move 
Without  enlivening  grace  S  . 
Ver.  93. 
Then  mail  I  love  thy  gofpel  more, 

And  ne'er  forget  thy  v.ord, 
When  I  have  felt  its  quickening  power 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord, 

Psalm     CXIX,     Seventeenth  Part, 

Grace Jliining  in  Difficulties  and  Trials, 

Ver.  r43,   28. 

WHEN  pain  and  anguifh  feize  me,  Lordj 
All  my  fupport  is  from. thy  word  \ 
My  foul  diffol'ves  for  heavinefs  ; 
Vphold  me  with  £hy  ftrengthening  grace, 


a3S  P-   S     A     L     M      CXIX. 

Ver.  51,  69,  110. 
2   The  proud  have  fram'd  their  feoffs  and  lies, 
They  watch  my  feet  with  envious  eyes, 
They  tempt  my  foul  to  fnares  and  fin, 
Yet  thy  commands  I  ne'er  decline. 
Ver.  161.78. 
g   They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  caufe, 
Thev  hate  to  fee  me  love  thy  laws  ; 
But  I  will  truft  ar,d  fear  thy  name, 
Till  pride  and  malice  die  with  fhame. 

Psalm      CXIX.     Loft  Part. 

SanVvjied Afflictions;  or,  Delightin  the  Wordo/Gta 

Ver.  67,  55. 

1  TjWTHER,  I  blefs  thy  gentle  hand  ; 
X  Plow  kind  was  thy  chailifing  rod, 
That  fore'd  my  conference  to  a  ftand, 
And  brought  my  wandering  foul  to  God  ! 

2  Foolifh  and  vain,  I  went  affray, 
Ere  I  had  felt  thy  fcourges,  Lord, 
I  left  my  guide,  and  loft  my  way, 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  word. 

Ver.  71. 

3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  yoke, 
For  pride  is  apt  to  life  and  fwell  ; 
'Tis  good  to  bear  my  father's  ftroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  ftatutes  well. 

Ver.  72. 

4  The  law  that  iffues  from  thy  mouth 
Shall  raife  my  cheerful  paffions  more 
Than  all  the  treafmes  of  the  fouth, 
Or  richeft  hills  of  golden  ore. 

Ver.  73. 
$  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame, 
Thy  fpirit  form'd  my  foul  within  : 
Teach  me  to  know  thy  wondrous  name, 
And  guard  me  fafe  from  death  and  fin. 
Ver.  74. 
€  Then  all  that  love  ard  fear  the  Lord 
At  my  falvation  fhall  rejoice  ; . 


PSALM       CXX.  237 

For  I  have  trufted  in  thy  word, 
And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choice. 

P -s   a    l    m      CXX. 

Complaint  of quarrdfome  Neighbours  ;.    or,  a  devout 

Wifnjor  Peate. 
1  HPHOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever-bleft,. 
J      Pity  my  differing  ftate  ; 
When,  wilt  thou  fet  my  foul  at  reft, 
From  lips  that  love  deceit  ? 

3  Hard  lot  of  mine  !•  My  days  are  caftj 

Among  the  fons-  of  ftrife, 
Whofe  never-ceafing  quarrels  wafle- 
My  golden  hours  of  life. 

3  Oh  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place,. 
How  would  I  choofe  to  dwell 
In  fome  wide  lonefome  wildernefs,. 
And  leave  tbefe  gates  of  hell  !. 

4  Peace  is  the  bleffing  that  I  feek, 

How  lovely  are  its  charms  ! 
I  am  for  peace  ;    but  when  I  fpeak,. 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 

5  New  paffions  ffill  their  fouls  engage,. 

And  keep  their  malice  ftrong  : 
What  fhall  be  done  to  curb  thy  rage, 
O  thou  devouring  tongue  ! 

6  Should  burning  arrows  finite  thee  through^. 

Strift  juflice  would  approve  ; 

But  I  would  rather  foare  my  foe, 

And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

Psalm     CXX  I.     Long  Metre, 
Div:  >e  Proieffion. 
a   1  TP  to  t^e  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 

vJ    Th'  eternal  hills  beyond  the  fkies  • 
Thence  all  her  help  my  foul  derives  ; 
There  my  almighty  refuge  lives. 

S  He  lives  ;  the  everlaJling  God, 

That  buik  the  world,  that  fpread  the  fioo.d  ;; 


2^'  PS     A     L     SI       CXXI. 

The  bea-vens.  with  aM  .    bemad*,-, 

And  the  caik  r- 

•  He  guid  ;rds  our  way  ; 
Kis  mo;  -  the  day  : 
He/fpreads  thee  and  £eep« 
Trie  ftknt  hours  while  Ifraei  3*28] 

4  Kraci.  a  •  ;- :  dtrine    • 

May  ri  e  fecure,  fecurel)  reft  ; 
Thy  holy  ;;:;ardian:s  wa-kafnl  eves 
Admit  no  Humber,  nor  furprife. 

3  >'o  fun  mail  finite  thy  hend  by  day, 

Shaii  bia::  .  Aar 

Dart  his  malignam  frr(?  fo  tar. 

f  Should  earth  and  hell  with  ma!l:c  burn. 
Still  thou  fhalt  go.  and  itilJ  return   - 
Safe  in  the  Lcrrd  :  his  heavenly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  every  fnare. 

7  On  thee  foul  fpirits  have  no  power  ; 
And  in  thy  laft  departing  hour 
Angela  that  \.:zz<t  the  airy  road, 
Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  ihv  God. 

P  5   a    Jfc    M     CXXI.     Common  Metr*- 

P-refervat 

x.  r  \sO  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  e,  ;-3, 
X     There  all  mv  hopes  ?rc  ; 
The  Lord  that  built  the  earth  and  fifties] 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

•  Their  fted raft  feet  fhaii  v. ever  fall, 

Whom  he  defigns  to  k 
His  ear  attends  the  fofteft  caii  ; 
Hia  eyes  can  never  fleep. 

|  He  will  fuftain  our  weakeft  powers 
With  his  almighty  arm, 
And  watch  our  moil  o  outl 

Againft.  furprifiiig  harm. 


Israel 


cxxi, 


■Jul  eyes  employ  his  pov/sr 
ine  eternal  gcard. 


JTor  fcoFchwig'fun.  nor  GekSy  noon 

Shalliiave  hie  leave  to  fmite  : 
He  fhields  thy  head" from  burning  iiooo, 
m  blafting  damps  at  tiigki. 
I  lie  guards  thy  foul,  he  keeps  thy  breath. 
Where  thickeft  dangers  come  : 
Go  and  return  feeure  from  death, 
Till  God.  cadKiaands  thee  homej 

P  s   a    l    m     CXX  J.     As  the  148th  Pf 
God  our  P'refervtr. 
■T  TPWARD  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
\^>    From  God  is- all  mv  aid  ; 
The  God  that  built  the  -Ikies, 
.And  earth  and  nature  mtd:  j 
,God  is  the  tower  • 

To  which  I  fly  ; 
His  grace  is  nigh 
In  every  hour. 

My  feet  ihall  never  Aide, 
And  fall  in  fata!  fnares, 
Since  God  my  guard  and  guide, 
Defends  me  from- my  fears. 

Thofe  wakeful  eyes 

That  never  fleep, 

Shall  Ifrael  keep, 

When  dangers  rife. 
No  burning  heats  by  day. 
Not  blafts  of  evening  air, 
Shall  rake  mv  health  away. 


me  i- 


Jf  God  be  with 
Thou  art  my  i   n, 
And  thou  my  Ihade 
To  guard  my  head 
-By  night  or  noon. 


*4«  P    5    A    L     M      CXXII. 

4  Haft  thou  not  given  thy  word 
To  fave  my  foul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  truft  my  Lord 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath  ; 
I'll  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die. 
Till  from  on  high 
Thou  call  me  hom  *. 

Psalm     CXXII.     Common  Metre 

Going  to  Church. 

*i    T  TOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
JL  X    My  friends  devoutly  fay, 
"  In  7Jon  Jet  as  ail  appear, 
"  And  keep  thefolemn  day." 

2  I  love  the  gates,  I  love  the  road  ; 

The  church  adorn'd  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God 
To  fhew  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts  with  joy  unknown 

The  holy  tribes  repair  ; 
The  fon  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  fits  in  judgement  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praifes  and  complaints  % 

And  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  finners  from  the  faints, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  facred  place, 

And  joy  a  conftant  gueft  ! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  bleft  ! 

£  My  foul  fiiall  pray  for  Zion  ftill, 
While  life  or  breath  remains  ; 
There  my  bed  friends,  my  kindred  dwcH, 
There  God  my  Saviour  reigns. 


PSALM      CXXII.  24*VX 

Psalm     CXXII.     Proper  Tune. 

Going  to  Church. 

HOW  pleas'd  and  bleft  was  I, 
To  hear  the  people  ery, 
Come,  let  usfeek  our  Gad  to  day  ! 
Yes  with  a  cheerful-zeal 
We  hafte  to  Zien's  hill. 

And  there  our  vows  and  honours  pay, 

Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorn'd  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  ftrength  embrace  thee  rounds 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear 
To  pray,  and  praife,  and  hear 

The  facred  gofpel's  joyful  found. 

There  David's  greater  fon 
Has  fix'd  his  royal  throne, 

He  fits  for  grace  and  judgement  theres 
He  bids  the  faints  be  glad, 
He  makes  the  finner  fad, 

And  humble  fouls  rejoice  with  fear. 

May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait 

To  blefs  the  foul  of  every  gueft  ; 
The  man  that  feeks  thy  peace, 
And  wifhes  thine  increafe, 

A  thoufand  bleffings  on  him  reft  ! 

My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 
Peace  to  this  facred  houfe  ! 

For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell  f 
And  fmce  my  glorious  God 
Makes  thee  his  beft  abode, 

My  foul  fhall  ever  love  thee  well. 

Repeat  the  qth  Stanza  to  complete  the  Tune, 

Psalm     CXXIII. 
Pleading  with  SubmiJJion. 

OThou  whofe  grace  and  juftice  reigtij 
Enthron'd  above  the  fkies3 
X 


24?  PSALM      CXXIV. 

To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 
To  thee  we  lift  our  eyes. 

2   As  fervants  watch  their  mailer's  hand, 
And  fear  the  angrv  ftroke  ! 
Or  maids  before  their  miftrefs  ftand, 
And  wait  a  peaceful  look  : 
5  So  for  our  fins  we  juftly  feel 
Thy  difcipline,  O  God  ; 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  ftill, 
Till  thou  remove  the  rod. 

4  Thofethat  in  wealth  and  pleafure  live, 

Our  daily  groans  deride, 
And  thy  delays  of  mercy  give 
Frefh  courage  to  their  pride. 

5  Our  foes  infult  us,  but  our  hope 

In  thy  compaffion  lies  ; 
This  thought  fhall  bear  our  fpirits  up, 
That  God  will  not  defpife. 

Psalm     CXXIV.     Common  Metret 

God  gives  Vittory. 

1  T_T  AD  not  the  God  of  truth  and  love, 
jLjL   When  hofts  againft  us  rofe, 
Difplay'd  his  vengeance  from  above, 

And  crufh'd  the  conquering  Fo«  : 

2  Their  armies  like  a  raging  flood 

Had  fwept  the  guaruicfs  land, 

Deftroy'd  on  earth  his  bleff  r.bcde, 

And  whelm'd  our  feeble  band. 

3  But  fafe  beneath  his  fpreading  fhield 

Kis  fons  fecurely  reft, 
Defy  the  dangers  of  the  field, 
And  bare  the  fearlcfs  breaft. 

4  And  now  our  fouls  fnall  blefs  the  Lord, 

Who  broke  the  deadly  fnare  : 
Who  fav'd  us  from  the  murdering  fvvord, 
And  made  our  lives  his  care, 


PSALM       CXXV.  243 

^  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Who  form'd  the  heavens  above; 
He  that  fupports  their  wondrous  frame 
Can  guard  his  church  by  love. 

Psalm     CXXV.     Common  Metre. 
The  Saint's  Trial  and  Safety. 

1   T  TNSHAK1N  as  the  facred  hill, 
vJ    And  firm  as  mountains  {land, 
Firm  as  a  rock  the  foul  fhall  reft 
That  trufts  th'  almighty  hand. 

£   Not  walls  nor  hills  could  guard  fo  well 
Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 
As  chofe  eternal  arms  of  love 
That  every  faint  furrcund. 

3  While  tyrants  are  a  fmarting  fcourge 

To  drive  them  near  to  God, 
Divine  compaffion  will  affuage 
The  fury  of  the  rod. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  fouls  fincere, 

And  lead  them  fafely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  paradife, 
Where  Chrifttheir  Lord  is  gone. 

j  But  if  we  trace  thofe  crooked  ways 
That  the  old  ferpent  drew, 
The  wrath  thaf  drove  him  firft  to  hell, 
Shall  fmitehis  followers  too. 

Psalm     CXXV.     Short  Met^e. 

The  Saint's  Trial  and  Safety;  or. moderated  Afflictions, 
a    T7IRM  and  unmov'd  are  they 

Jl     That  reft  their  fouls  on  God  ; 

Firm  as  the  mount  where  David  dwelt, 
Or  where  the  ark  abode. 

$  As  mountains  ftc  ^d  to  guard 

The  city's  facred  ground, 
•     So  God  and  his  almighty  love 

Embrace  his  faints  around. 


»44  PSALM       CXXV2, 

3  What  though  the  Father's  rod 

Drop  a  chaftifing  ftrcke, 
Yet  left  it  wound  their  fouls  too  deep, 
Its  fury  (hall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gentlv,  Lord,  with  thofe 

Whofe  faich  and  pious  fear, 
Whole  hope,  and  love,  and  every  gract 
Proclaim  their  hearts  fincere. 
$  Nor  (hall  the  tyrant's  rage 

Too  long  opprefs  the  faints  ; 
The  God  of  Ifrael  will  fupport 
His  children,  left  they  faint. 
6  But  if  our  fhvifh  fear 

Will  choofe  the  road  to  hell, 

We  muftexpeft  our  portion  there 

Where  bolder  finaers  dwell. 

Psalm     CXXVI.     Long  Metre. 

Surprifing  Deliverance. 

i-  TI7HEN  G"d  rsftor'd  cur  captive  ffate, 
V  /     Joy  was  our  fong,  and  grace  our  theme 
The  grace  beyond  our  hopes  fo  great, 
That  joy  appear'd  a  pleafmg  dream. 

%   The  fcoffer  owns  thy  hand,  and  pays 

Unwilling  honors  to  thy  name  ; 

While  we  with  pleafure  fhout  thy  praife, 

Which  cheerful  note* thy  love  proclaim. 
%  When  we  review  our  difmal  fears, 

'Twas  hard  to  think  they'll  vanifh  fo  ; 

With  God  we  left  our  flowing  tear*, 

He  makes  our  joys  like  rivers  flow. 

4  The  man  that  in  his  furrow'd  field, 
Kis  fcatfer'd  feed  with  fadnefs  leaves, 
Will  fhout  to  fee  the  harveft  yield 

'    A  welcome  Iced  of  joyful  (heaves. 


PSALM     cxxvir,  &u 

Psalm     CXXVI.     Common  Metre. 

The  Joy  of  a  remarkable  Converfion  ;  or,  Melancholy 
removed. 

1  TI7HEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 

V  V     And  chang'd  my  mournful  ftate, 
My  rapture  feem'd  a  pleafiag  dream. 
The  grace  appear'd  fo  great. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confefs  ;  - 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  flrainSj 
And  fung  furprifmg  grace. 

3  "  Great  is  the  work,  my  neighbours  cry'd, 

And  own'd  the  power  divine  ; 
"  Great  is  the  work,  my  heart  reply!d, 
"  And  be  the  glory  thine." 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkeft  {kies,. 

Can  give  us  day  for  night ; 
Make  drops  of  facred  forrow  rife 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

£  Let  thofe  that  fow  in  fadnefs  wait 
Till  the  fair  harveft  come, 
They  fhall  confefs  their  (heaves  are  great,. 
And  fhout  the  bleflings  home. 

€  Though  feed  lie  buried  long  in  duft, 
It  fhan't  deceive  their  hope  ; 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  loft, 
For  grace  infures  the  crop. 

Psalm     CXXVIL     Long  Metre. 
The  BleffingofGodon  the  Bvjinefs andComforl  oj Life, 
a    TF  God  fucceed  not,  all  the  coft 

JL   And  pains  to  build  the  houfe  are  loft, 

If  God  the  city  will  not  keep, 

The  watchful  guards  as  well  may  fleep. 
s  What  though  we  rife  before  the  fun, 

And  work  an.d  toil  when  dav  is  done, 


246  PSALM       CXXV11U 

Careful  and  fparing  eat  our  bread, 
To  fhun  that  poverty  we  dread  ; 

j  'Tis  all  in  vain,   till  God  hath  bleft, 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  ks  rell, 
On  God,  our  fovereign,  ftili  depends 
Our  j  >y  in  children  and  in  friends.  , 

4  Happy  the  man  to  whom  he  fends 
Obedient  children,  faithful  friends  ! 
Hew  fweet  our  daily  comforts  prove 
When  they  are  feafon'd  with  his  love  ! 

Psalm     CXXVII.     Com.  Met. 
God  all  in  all. 

1  TF  God  to  build  the  houfe  deny, 
J.  The  builders  work  in  vain  ; 
And  towns  without  his  wakeful  eye 

An  ufelels  watch  maintain. 

2  Before  the  morning  beans  arife, 

Your  painful  work  renew, 
And  till  the  liars  ascend  the  fkies 
Your  tirefome  toil  purfue. 

3  Short  be  your  fleep  and  coarfe  your  fare  j 

In  vain  till  God  has  bleft  ; 
But  if  his  frailes  attend  your  care, 
You  fhall  have  food  and  reft. 

4  Nor  children,  relatives,  nor  friends, 

Shall  real  bleflings  prove 
Nor  au  rhe  earthly  joys  he  fends, 
If  lent  without  his  love. 

Psalm     CXXVIII. 
Family  Bleflings. 
i   f\  Happy  man  whofe  foul  is  fill'd 
V_>/     Wich  z-al  and  reverent  awe  ! 
His  lipsro  G<->d  their  honours  yield, 
His  l>fe  adorns  the  law. 

5  A  careful  providence  fhall  ftand 

And  ever  guard  thy  head, 


PSALM       CXXIX.  2i> 

Shall  on  the  labours  of  thy  hand 
Its  kindly  bleffmgs  fhed. 

3  Thy  wife  fnall  be  a  fruitful  vine  °t 

Thy  children  round  thy  board, 
Each  like  a  plant  of  honour  fhine, 
And  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  (ball  thy  beft  hopes  fulfil  • 

For  months  and  years  to  come  : 
The  Lord  who  dwells  on  Zion's  hilj 
Shall  fend  thee  bleffmgs  home. 

£  This  is  the  man  whofe  happy  eyes 
Shall  fee  his  houfe  increafe, 
Shall  fee  the  finking  church  a  rife, 
Then  leave  the  world  in  peace. 

Psalm     CXXIX. 
Perfecutors  punijhed. 
a   T  TP  from  my  youth,  may  Ifrael  fay^, 
vJ      Have  I  been  nurs'd  in  tears  \ 
My  griefs  were  conftant  as  the  day,. 
And  tedious  as  the  years, 

a  Up  from  my  youth  I  bore  the  rage> 
Of  all  the  fous  of  ftrife  ; 
Oft  they  affail'd  my  riper  age, 
But  God  preferv'd  my  life. 

3  O'er  all  my  frame  their  cruel  dart 

Its  painful  wounds  imprcfs'd  ■£■ 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  fainting  heart9 
Nor  let  my  forrows  reft. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  throne, 

Aijd  with  impartial  eye, 
Meafur'd  the  mifchiefs  they  had  done? 
Then  let  his  arrows  fly. 

£  H^w  was  their  infolence  furpris'd 
To  hear  his  thunders  roll  ! 
And  all  the  foes  of  Zion  feiz'd 
With  horror  to  the  foult 


*4S  PSALM         CXXX. 

6  Thus  fhall  the  men  that  hate  the  faints 

Be  blafted  from  the  fky  ; 
Their  glory  fades,  their  courage  faints, 
And  all  their  profpe&s  die. 

7  [What  though  they  flourifh  tall  and  fair,. 

They  have  no  root  beneath  ; 
Their  growth  fhall  perifa  in  defpair, 

And  lie  defpis'd  in  death. 
*  So  corn  that  on  the  houfe  top  ftands. 

No  hope  of  harveft  gives  ; 
The  reaper  ne'er  (hall  fill  his  hands, 

Nor  binder  fold  the  (heaves.] 


'O 


Psalm     CXXX.     Common  Metre. 
Pardoning  Grace. 
UT  of  the  deeps  of  long  diftrefs, 
The  borders  of  defpair, 
I  fent  my  cries  to  feek  thy  grace, 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 

a  Great  God,  fhould  thy  feverer  eye , 
And  thine  impartial  hand, 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 
No  mortal  flefh  could  ftand. 

3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God, 

For  crimes  of  high  degree  ! 
Thy  fon  has  bought  them  with  his  bloody 
To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 

4  [I  wait  for  thy  falvation,  Lord, 

With  flrong  defires  I  wait  ; 
My  foul  invited  by  thy  word 
Stands  watching  at  thy  gate.] 

5  [Juft  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 

Long  for  the  morning  fkies, 
Watch  the  firft  beams  of  breaking  light,, 
And  meet  them  with  their  eyes  j 

§  So  waits  my  foul  to  fee  thy  grace 
And  more  intent  than  they, 


PSALM         CXXXI.  249 

Meets  the  firft  openings  of  thy  face, 
And  finds  a  brighter  day.] 

>j  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Ifraei  truft, 
Let  Ifraei  feek  his  face  ; 
The  Lord  is  good  as  v/ell  as  juft, 
And  plenteous  in  his  grace. 

S  There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne, 
For  finners  Jongenflav'd  ; 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  fon  : 
And  Ifraei  lha:-J  be  fav'd. 

Psalm     CXXX.     Long  Metre. 
Pardoning  Grace. 
3    "X^ROM  deep  diftrefs  and  troubled  thoughts, 
X     To  thee,  my  God,  I  rais'd  my  cries  ; 
If  thou  feverely  mark  our  faults, 
No  flefh  can  ftand  before  thine  eyes. 

a  But  thou  haft  built  thy  throne  of  grace 
free  to  difpenfe  thy  pardons  there, 
That  finners  may  approach  thy  face, 
And  hope,  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  v/ait, 
And  long  and  wifh  for  breaking  day, 
So  waits  mv  foul  before  thy  gate  ; 
When  will  my  God  his  face  difplay  ! 

4  My  truft  is  fix'd  upon,  thy  word, 
Nor  £hall  I  truft  thy  word  in  vain  : 
Let  mourning  fouls'addrefs  the  Lord, 
And  find  relief  from  ail  their  pain. 

J   Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
Through  the  redemption  of  his  fon  : 
Ke  turns  our  feet  from  iinful  ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 


■r 


Psalm     CXXXI. 

Hu. ra Hi ty  and  Subm ijfio n . 
there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 
Search,  gracious  God,  and  fee  1 


£5o  PSALM       CXXXII. 

Or  do  I  aft  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 
s   I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  ftill. 
And  all  my  carriage  mild, 
Content,  my  father,  with  thy  will, 
And  peaceful  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  foul,,  the  lowly  mind 

Shall  have  a  large  reward*  :. 

Let  faints  in  forrow  lie  refign'd, 

And  truft  a  faithful  Lord. 

Psalm   CXXXII.     5^3~^-     Lon*  Metre. 

At  the  Settlement  of  a  Church.  ;  or,  the  Ord?  natron  of 

a  Minijier. 

-  THERE  fhall  we  go  to  feek  and  find 

V        An  habitation  for  our  God, 


w 


A  d  .veiling  forth'  eternal  mind 
Among  the  fons  of  fiefh  and  blood  ! 

2   The  God  of  Jacob  chofc  the  hill 
Of  Zion  for  his  antient.reft  ; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  ftill, 
His  church  is  with  his  prefence  bleft. 

o   "   Here  I  will  fix  my  gracious  throne, 
"   And  reign  forever,  faith  the  Lord  ; 
"  Here  fhal!  my  power  and  love  be  known, 
«    And  bleffings  fhall  attend  my  word. 

a  M  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 
«   And  fill  their  fouls  with  living  bread  ; 
"  Sinne-s  that  wait  before  mvdoor 
"  With  fweet  provifions  fhall  be  fed. 

$  «   Girded  with  truth,  and  clothM  with  grace 
"  My  priefts,  my  minifters  fhall  fhine ; 
"   Not  Aaron  in  his  coftly  drefs 
««   Appears  fo  glorious  and  divine. 

6  "  The  faints,  unable  to  contain 

«  Their  inward  joy,  fhall  fhout  and  finj, 
««   The  fon  of  David  here  will  reign, 
M  And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King. 


•       S    A     L     M        CXXXII.  SS{ 

*   "  Jefus  fhall  fee  a  numerous  feed 

"  Born  here  t'  uphold  his  glorious  name  ; 

c{  His  crown  fhall  flourifh  on  his  head, 

45  While  all  his  foes  are  cloth'd  with  fhame.'* 

Psalm     CXXXII.     4,  5,  7,  8,  15— if. 
Common  Metre. 
A  Church  tfiabVJIied. 
t   [XTO  fleepnor  flumber  to  his  eyes 
1  4      Good  David  would  afford, 
Till  he  had  found  below  the  fides 
A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

2  The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name, 
His  ark.  was  fettled  there  : 
And  there  th'  affembled  nation  came 
To  worfhip  thrice  a  year. 

We  trace  no  more  thofe  toilfome  ways, 

Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
"Where'er  thy  people  meet  for  praife, 

There  is  a  houfe  for  God.] 

P     A     U     S      E. 

4  Arife,  O  king  of  grace,  arife, 

And  enter  to  thy  reft, 
Lo  !  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  bleft. 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train,     „ 

Thy  fpirit  and  thy  word  ; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  fuch  grace  afford. 

£  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows> 

Here  let  thy  praife  be  fpread  ; 

Blefs  the  provihons  of  thy  houfe, 

And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

?  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 
Let  God's  anointed  fhine  ; 
Juftice  and  truth  his  court  maintain^ 
With  love  and  power  divine. 


Sv5*  PSALM      CXXXIII. 

8  Here  let  him  hold  a  lafting  throne, 
And  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Frefh  honours  fha!l  adorn  his  crown, 
And  fhame  confound  his  foes. 

Psalm  CXXXIII.     Common  Metre. 
Brotherly  Love. 

1  T    O,  what  an  entertaining  fight 
JLi      Thcfe  friendly  brethren  prove, 
Whofe  cheerful  hearts  in  bands  unite 

Of  harmony  and  love. 

2  Where  ftreams  of  blifs  from  Chrift  the  fpring 

Defcend  to  every  foul, 
And  heavenly  peace  with  balmy  wing 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 

3  'Tis  like  the  oil  divinely  fweet 

On  Aaron's  reverend  head, 
The  tickling  drops  perfum'd  his  feet, 
And  o'er  his  garments  fpread. 

4  'Tis  pleafant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Sion's  hill. 
Where  God  his  mildeft  glory  fhews, 
And  makes  his  grace  diftil. 

Psalm   CXXXIII.     Short  Metre. 
Cemmunion  of  Sa:7its  ;  or,  Love  and  Worfnip  in  a 

Family. 
i    T)  LEST  are  the  fons  of  peace, 

X)      Whofe  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whofe  kind  defigns  to  ferve  and  pleafe 
Through  ail  their  aftions  run. 
a   Bleft  is  the  pious  houfe 

Where  zeal  and  friendfhip  meet, 
Their  fongs  of  praife,  their  mingled  vows 
Make  their  communion  fweet. 


Thus  when  on  Aaron's  head 

They  pour'd  the  rich  perfume, 

The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  fpread, 
And  pleafure  fill'd  the  room. 


P    S    A    L     M      C'XXXIT,  b£| 

Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 

The  faincs  are  bieft  above, 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  diftils, 

And  all  the  air  is  love. 

Psalm  CXXXIII.     As  the  izad  Pfalra, 
The  Blefivgs  of  Friend/kip. 

1  T  TOW  pleaiant  'tis  to  fee 
JTjL   Kindred  and  friends  agree, 
Each  in  his  proper  ftation  move, 

And  each  fulfil  his  part 
With  fympathifing  heart, 
In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love. 

a  'Tis  like  an  ointment  fhed 
On  Aaron's  facred  head, 
Divinely  rich,  divinely  fv/eet ; 
The  oil  thro'  all  the  room 
Diffus'd  a  choice  perfume, 
Ran  thro  his  robes,  and  bleft  his  feet, 

g  Like  fruitful  mowers  of  rain 
That  water  all  the  plain, 
Defcending  from  the  neigbauring  hilts; 
Such  dreams  of  pleafure  roll 
Thro' every  friendly  foul, 
Where  love  like  heavenly  dew  diftils. 
B.epeat  thefirft  Stanza  to  complete  the  Tuns, 
Psalm     C  XXX IV. 
Daily  and  Nightly  Devotion. 
i   X7"E  that  obey  th'  immortal  King, 
A     Attend  his  holy  place  ; 
Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  power, 
And  blefs  his  wondrous  grace. 

2  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning-light, 

And  fend  yotir  fouls  on  high  ; 
Raife  your  admiring  thoughts  by  night: 
Above  the  ftarry  fky. 

3  The  God  of  Zion  cheers  our  hearts 

With  ray's  of  quickening  grace  ; 
Y 


254  PSALM      CXXXV. 

The  God  that  fpread  the  heavens  abroad, 
And  rules  the  fwelling  feas. 

Psalm  CXXXV.    1—4,  14,  19— 21.  Firjl  Part. 

Long  Metre. 

The  Church  is  God's  Houfe  and  Care. 

1  "DRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name, 
A  While  in  his  earthly  courts  ye  wait, 
Ye  faints  that  to  his  houfe  belong, 

Or  ftand  attending  at  his  gate. 

2  Praife  ye  the  Lord,  the  Lord  is  good  ; 
To  praife  his  name  is  fweet  employ  t 
Ifrael  he  chofe  of  old,  and  ftill 

•His  church  is  his  peculiar  joy. 

3  The  Lord  himfelf  will  judge  his' faints; 
He  treats  his  fervants  as  his  friends  ; 
And  wi.eti  he  hears  their  fore  complaints, 
Repe  its  the  forrows  ihat  he  fends. 

4  Through  every  age  the  Lord  declares 

His  namef  and  breaks  :h'  oppreffor's  rod-; 
He  gives  his  fuffti  ing  fervants  reft, 
And  <.vlii  be  known  th'  almighty  God. 

5  B'efs  vc    he  Lord,  who  tafte  his  love, 
People  and  priefts  exalt  his  name  : 
Amongft  his  faints  he  ever  dwells  ; 
His  church  is  his  Jeruralem. 

P  s  a  l  m     CXXXV.     Ver.   5—1 2.   Srconi  Pan 
The  Works  of  Creation,    Providence,  Redemption  c 

Ifrael,  and  Dcjl>u  it  ion  of'F.  n  tmes. 
1    /^REATijtheLoid  ftcajted  high 

\JX   Above  all  powers  and  every  chrone  ; 
What,  e'er  he  pl«-afe  inearth  and  fea, 
Or  heaven,  or  hell,  his  hand  hath  done. 

ft   A'  his  command    he  vapours  rife, 

The  light,  tings  flafh,  fhethundets  roar; 
He  pours  'hf  rain,  he  brings  the  wind 
Andtempeft  from  his  airy  ftorc. 


PSALM      CXXXV.  *2i 

3  >Twas  hethofe  dreadful  tokens  fent, 
O  Egypt,  through  thy  ftubbom  land  ; 
When  all  thy  firft-bom,  beafts  and  men. 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand. 

4.  What  mighty  nations,  mighty  kings 
He  flew,  and  their  whole  country  gave 
To  Ifrael,  whom  his  hand  redeem'd, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  flave. 

$  j  His  power  the  fame,  the  fame  his  grace, 
That  faves  us  from  the  hofts  of  hell  ; 
And  heaven  be  gives  us  to  poffcfs, 
Whence  thofe  apoftate  angels  fell. 
Psalm     CXXXV,     Common  Metre. 

Jnr&ije  due  to  God,  not  to  Idols. 
1.     A   WAKE,  ye  faints  :  To  praifeyour  King 
XjL  Your  fweeteft  paffinns  raife, 
Your  pious  pleafure,  while  you  fmg, 
Increafmg  with  the  praife. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord  ;  and  works  unknown 

Are  his  divine  employ  : 
But  dill  his  faints  are  near  hig  throne, 
His  trcafare  and  his  joy. 

5  Heaven,  earth,  and  fea  confefs  his  hand  ; 
.    He  bids  the  vapours  rife  ; 
Lightning  and  itorm  at  his  command 

Sweep  through  the  founding  fkies. 

^  All  pcvfrer  that  gods  or  kings  have  claim'd 
Is  found^  with  him  alone  ; 
But  heathen  gods  fhbold  ne'er  be  nam'd 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 

3  Which  of  the  Mocks  and  ftoaes  they  truft 

Can  give  them  fhowers  of  rain  ? 
In  vain  they  worfhip  glittering  duft, 
And  pray  to  gold  in  vain. 

6  [Their  gods  have  tongues  that  fpeechlefs  prove, 

Such  as  their  makers  gave  : 


a^S  PSALM       CXXXYL 

Their  feet  were  never  form'd  to  move, 
Nor  hands  have  power  to  fave. 

.  arq,their  eyes,  their  ea«  are  deaf,. 
No  i  mortals  pray  ; 

Mortals  that  wait  for  their  relief, 
Are  Llind  and  deaf ss  they.] 

$  Ye  nation.-,  know  the  living  God, 
Serve  bim  with  faith  3rd  fear; 
He  makes  the  churches  his  abode, 
■:  ur  honours  there. 

P  s   a    l    m     CXXXVI.     Commwi  Metr*. 
Cod's  Wonders  cf  Creation^  Providence,  Redcmpti 

of  (frucl.  and  .r_ 
a    /^»  IVE  thank*  to  God,  the  fovereign  Lord  ; 
V.X  His  vizrciesjliii  c 
And  ht  the  King  of  kings  ador'd, 
Eis  truth  is  ever  Jure. 

»  What  wonders  hath  his  wifdom  done  ! 
How  mighty  is  his  hand  ! 
Heaven,  earth  and  fca  he  franvd  alone  Z 
How  wide  is  his  command  ! 

2  The  fun  fupplies  the  day  with  light  : 
How  bright  his  emnjels Jhine  ! 
The  moon  and  ftars  adorn  the  night  : 
His  works  ere  all  divine  ! 
4  [He  (truck  *T:=  fons  of  Egypt  dead  : 
How  dreadful  is  his  rod ! 
And  thence  with  joy  his  people  led  ; 
How  gracious  is  our  God. 

g  He  cleft  the  fwelling  fea  in  two, 
JjVj  arm  is  greet!  in  rr.. 
And  gave  the^tribes  a  paffxge  tiirough  : 
His  power  and  grace  U  . 

6  But  Pharaoh'6  army  there  he  drown'd  ; 
Hew  glorious  arc  his  ways  \ 
And  brought  his  faints  through  defert  grouRd 
Eternal  he  his  prsifc. 


'*. 


PSALM'      CXXXVI.  &tf 

y  Great  monarchs  fell  beneath  his  hand  j 
Vicl'orious  is  hisfword', 
While  Ifrael  took  the  promis'd  land  : 

And  faithful  is  his  word  ]. 

8  He  faw  the  nations  dead  in  fin  ; 

He  felt  his  pity  move  i  ~ 
How  fad  the  ftate  the  world  was  'mi 
How  bcundlefs  was  his  love  ! 

g  He  fent  to  fave  us  from'our  woe  : 

His  gsednefs  never  fails  ; 
From  death  and  hell,  and  every  foe  ; 
And  fill  his  grace  prevails. 

to  Give  thanks  to  God  the  heavenly  King; 

His  mercies  fill  endure ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  praifes  fing  j 
His  truth  is  ever  fure. 

Psalm     CXXXVI.     As  the  i48;h  Pfal 
-a    /^  IVE  thanks  to  God  moft  high, 
VJT   The  univerfal  Lord  : 

The  fovereign  King  of  kings  : 
And  be  his  grace  ador'd. 

His  power  and  grace 

Are  flill  the  fame  ; 

And  let  his  name 

Have  endlcf  praife. 
S  How  mighty  is  his  hand  J 
What  winders  hath  he  done  ! 
He  fcrm'd  the  earth  and  feas, 
And  fpread  the  heavens  alone. 

Th\  mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  /Hit  endure  ,* 

And-eierfure 

Abido  thy  word. 
g  His  wifdom  fram'dthe  fun 
To  erown  the  day  with  light  % 
The  mron  and  twinkling  iiars 
To  cheer  the  darkfome  night, 
Y  % 


»$»  PSALM     CXXXVI, 

His  power  and  grace 
Are' fill  the  fume  ; 
And  let  his  mime 
Have  endlefs  praife. 

4.  [He  fmote  the  firft-born  fona,. 
The  flower  of  Egypt,  dead  : 
Andthence  his  chofen  tribes 
With  joy  and  glory  led. 
Thy  mercy \  Lord, 
Shall  fill  endure  i 

Cure 
Ah  ides  tky  word. 
,i  His  power  and  lifted  red 
'  CI??*  the  red-fra  in  two  ; 
And  for  his  people  made 
A  v,-,ondrous  paffage  through-  . 
Hispooier  .u.dc 

the  fame  t 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endlefs  praife. 

0  But  cruel  Fharaoh  there 
With  all  his  hoft  he  drown'd; 
And  brought  his  Ifrael  fafe 
Through  a  long  defert  ground. 

Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  fill  endure, 

i  ever  fare 
Abides  thy  word. 

P     A      17      S      JE„ 

3  The  kings  of  Canaan,  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  hand  ; 
While  his  own  fervants  took 
PofTefTinn  of  their  land. 

His  power  and  grace 

Are  fill  tht  fame  ; 

And  let  his  name 

Have  endlefs -praife. ] 

*  He  faw  the  nations  lie, 
Allperifhingia  fin>. 


PSALM      C  XXXV  I.  25f 

And  pity'd  the  fad  ftate 
The  ruin'd  world  was  in, 
Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  fill  endure  i 
And  ever  Jure 
Abides  thy  word. 
9  He  fent  his  only  Son 
To  fave  u$  from  our  woe,, 
From  Satan,  fin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  foe. 
His  power  and  grace 
Are  fi  HI  the  fame  / 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endlefs  praife. 
i©  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 
To  God  the  heavenly  king  l 
And  let  the  fpacious  earth. 
His  works  and  glories  fing. 
Thy  mercv ,  Lord, 
Shall  fill  endure  ; 
And  ever  Jure 
Ahides  thy  word. 
Psalm  CXXXVI.  Abridged,     Long  Metre. 
3   /~^  IVE  to  our  God  immortal  praife  ; 
V_T  Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  .ways  ; 
Wonders  of  grace, to  God  belong 
Repeat  his  mercies,  in  your  Jong. 

2.  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords,  renown, 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown  j 

His  mercies  ev.erjkall  endure., 

When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more, 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  fpread  the  fky, 
And  fix'd  the  ftarry  lights  on  high  :    , 
Wonders  oj grace  to  Cod  belong 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  Jong. 

4  He  fills  the  fun  with  morning  light, 
He  bids  the  moon  direft  the  night  : 
His  mercies  ever  Jhall  endure, 

When  funs  and moons  jnalifhine  ng  more, 


*6o  PSALM      CXXXVII. 

§  The  Jews  he  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
And  brought  them  to  the  promised  land  ; 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  Jong. 

5  He  faw  the  Gentiles  dead  in  fin, 
And  felt  his  pitv  move  within  : 
His  mercies  ever Jkall  endure 
When  death  and  fin  fliall  reign  no  more. 

7  He  fent  his  Son  with  power  to  fave 
Prom  guilt,  and  darknefs,  and  the  grave  t 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong 
Repeat  his  7nercies  in  your  Jang, 

$  Thro'  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  feat  : 
His  mercies  everfnall  endure 
When  this  vain  u^rldjkall  be  no  mon. 

Psalm     CXXXVII. 

The  Babylonian  Captivity. 

i    \  Long  the  banks  where  Babel's  current  flows, 

jt\.Our  captive  bands  in  deepdefpondenceftray'< 

While  Zion's  fall  in  fad  remembrance  rofe, 

Her  friends,  her  children  mingled  with  thedead. 

2  The  tunelefs  harp,  that  once  with  joy  we  fining, 
When  praifeemploy'd  and  mirth  infpir'd  thelay,. 

In  mournful  filenccon  the  willows  hung; 
And  growing  grief  prolong'd  the  tedious  day* 

3  The  baibarous  tyrants,  to  incrcafe  the  woe, 
With  taunting  fmiles  a  fong  of  Zion  claim  j 

Bid  facred  praife  in  ftrains  melodious  flow, 
While  they  blafphcmethe  great  Jehovah'sname! 

4  But  how,  in  heathen  chains  and  lands  unknown, 
Shall  lfrael's  fons,  a  fong  of  Zion  raife  ? 

O  haplefs  Salem,  God's  terreftial  throne, 
Thou  land  of  glory,  facred  mount  of  praife. 

6  If  e'er  my  memory  lofe  thy  lovely  namr, 

If  my  cold  heart  negleft  my  kindred  race. 


PSALM       CXXXVIII.  zU 

Let  dire  deftru&ion  feize  this  guilty  frame; 
My  hand  fhall  perifh  and  my  voice  fhall  ceafe, 

£  Yet  fhall  the  Lord,  who  hears  when  Zion  calls, 
O'ertake  her  foes  with  terror  and  difrnay, 
His  arm  avenge  her  defolated  walls, 
And  raife  her  children  to  eternal  day.. 

Psalm     CXXXVIII. 

Rejloring  and  Preferving  Grace. 

i   T  ¥  7ITH  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue 
V  V      I'll  praife  my  Maker  in  ray  fong  ; 
Angels  fhall  hear  the  notes  I  raife, 
Approve  the  fong,  and  join  the  praife. 

%  [A  t.  gels  that  make  thy  church  their  care 
Shall  witnefs  my  devotions  there, 
While  holy  zeal  directs  my  eyes 
To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  fkies.]] 

3  I'll  fing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  fing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
Not  all  the-  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  fkow. 

4  To  God  I  cry'd  when  troubles  rofe  ; 
He  heard  me,  and  fubdu'd  my  foes  : 
He  did  my  rifing  fears  controul, 

And  ftrength  diffus'd  through  all  my  foul. 

£  The  God  of  heaven  maintains  his  (late, 
Frowns  on  the  proud,  and  fcorns  the  great  $ 
But  from  his  throne  defcends  to  blefs 
The  humble  fouls  that  trufl  his  grace, 

£  Amidft  a  thoufand  fnares  I  (land 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  : 
Thy  words  my  fainting  foul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

*]  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins. 
To  fave  from  forrows  or  from  fins  ; 
The  work  that  wifdom  undertakes3 
Eternal  mercy  ae'cx  forfafces. 


zSi  P    S     A     L     M       CXXXIX. 

Psalm    CXXXIX.    FirJ  Part.     Long  Metr< 
The  all-feeing  God 

X   T    ORD.  thou  ha.t  f  arch'd  and  fe'en  me  thro 
-i— *    Fhine  eye  d  mmands  with  piercing  vie 
My  rifing  and  my  refting  hours, 
My  heart  ar.d  iklh  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,,  before  they  arc  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  diftinclly  known  ; 

He  knows  the  words  J  mean,  to  fpeak 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  ft  and, 
On  every  fide  I  nVd  thy  hand  ; 
Awake,  afieep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  furrounded  ftill  with  God. 

4  Amazing  know]  -dge,  vaftand  great  .' 
What  lcrge  extent  !   what  lofty  height  ! 
My  foul  with  all  the  powers  I  boaft, 
Is  in  the  bou.  dlcfs  profpeft  loft. 

$  Ok  may  thefc  thoughts  foj]  f<  my  brenjl^ 
IVkere-e'er  J  rove,  whete-e'er  I  rejt ; 
Nor  lei  my  weaker  pa/fions  dart 
Covjentto  Jin.Jor  God  is  there. 
Pause      I. 

6  Could  I  fo  fa'.fe,  fofauhlefs  prove, 
.      To  quit  thy  ferviceand  thy  love, 

Where,  Lprd,  could' I  thy  prefence  fhun, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  giory  run  ? 

7  If  up  to  heaven  I  take  my  flight, 

'Tis  there  thou  dweil'ft  enthron'd  in  light  J 
Or  di"e  to  hell,  there  vengeance  reigp.s, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  chains. 

8  If  mounted  on  a  morning  rsy 
I  fly  beyond  thawellern  fea, 

Thy  fwifterhand  would  firft  arrive, 
And-Xhere  arreft  thy  fugitive. 

9  Or  fhould  I  try  to  fhun  thy  fight 
Beneath  the  fpreading  veil  of  eight, 


PS     A     L     M      CX^XIX.  263 

One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray 
Would  kind'edarknefs  iron  day. 
10  Oh  may  thefe  thoughts  pojfefs  mybredft% 
Whtre-e'er  I  rovt,  wvcre-e'er  I  rtjl ; 
Nor  let  m\>  weaker  pa/Jions  dare 
Confcnt  to  fin.  for  God  is  there. 
Pause      II. 
Hi   The  veil  of  nighr  is  no  difgui'fe, 

No  fcreen  from  thy  All-fearch'ng  eyes  ; 
Thy  hand  can  feize  'h     foes  as  loon 
..    Through  midoiguit  fh:des  as  biasing  nooa» 

•12  Midnight  and  noon  in  this  agree, 
Great  God,  they're  both  alike  to  thee, 
Not  death  can  hide  what  God  will  fpy, 
And  hell  lies  naked  to  his  eye. 

'^3  Oh  may  thefe  thoughts  poffifs  my  breaji^ 
Where-'e'er  I  rove,  where-e'er  I  rejl ! 
Nor  let  my  weaker  pajjions  dare 
Confnt  to  fin.  for  God  is  there. 

Tsalm   CXXXIX,     Second  Part.     Long  Me tr©, 
The  roo-de:  ful 'Formation  of  Man.        ' 
,rTWAS  from  thy  hand,  m\  God,  I  came, 

X     A  work  of  fuch  a  curious  frame  ; 
In  me  thy  feajful  wonders  fhine. 
And  each  proclaim  thy  fkiil  divine. 

Thine  eves  c^u'.d  all  my  1  nibs  furvey, 
Which  yet  in -dark  confufion-lay  : 
Thou  raw'ft  the  daily  growth  they  todk, 
Torm'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

Bv  thee  my  growing  parts  were  nam'd, 
And  what  fhv  fovereigr.  c^unfels  fr?.m'd 
Th^  breaihtng  lungs;  the  bearing  heart, 
Wis  copy'd  with  unerring  art. 

A'  laft  >o  (hew  my  Maker's  name, 
G   d  ''amp'd  his  Image  on  my  f>ame, 
And  in  f  >me  uiiknown  moment  jon'dj 
The  finifh'd  members  of  the  mind. 


*§4  PSALM     CXXXIX 

g  There  the  young  feeds  of  thought  began 
And  all  the  pafllons  of  the  man, 
Great  God  our  infant  nature  pays 
Immorcal  tribute  to  thy  praife. 
Pause. 

6  Lord,  fince  in  my  advancing  age 
I've  afted  on  life's  bufy  ftage, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  fu-mount 
My  power  of  numbers  to  recount. 

7  I  could  futvey  the  ocean  o'er, 

And  count  each  fand  that  makes  the  more, 
Before  my  fwifteft  thoughts  could  trace 
The  numerous  wonders  of  thy  grace. 
t  Thefeon  my  heart  are  ftill  impreft, 
With  thefe  I  give  my  eyes  to  reft  ; 
And  at  my  waking  hour  I  find 
God  and  his  love  poffefs  my  mind. 

Psalm  CXXXIX.  Third  Part.     Long  Metr*. 

Sin-cerity  profejf,  and  Grace  tried ;    or t  the  Heart* 

jearekitig  God. 
i   TV  T  Y  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel, 

1VJL   When  impious  men  tranfgrefs  thy  will  ! 

I  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane, 

Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain, 
a  Does  not  my  foul  deteft  and  hate 

The  fons  of  malice  and  deceit  ? 

Thofe  that  oppofe  thy  laws  and  thee, 

I  count  for  enemies  to  me. 

3  Lord,  fearch  my  foul,  try  every  thought, 
Though  mv  own  heart  accufe  me  noi, 
Of  walking  in  a  falfe  difguife, 

I  beg  the  crial  of  thine  eyes. 

4  Doth  fecret  mifchief  lurk  within  ? 
Do  I  indulge  fomc  unknown  fin  ? 
Oh  turn  my  feet  whene'er  I  ftray, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  peifeft  way. 


?    S    A    L    M      CXXXIX.  -48$ 

j?salu  CXXXIX.     Firft  Part.     Com.  Metre. 

Gffd  is  every  where. 
■*  TN  all  my  vaft  concerns  with  thee, 
A     In  vain  my  foul  would  try 
To  fhun  thy  prefence,    Lcard,  or-fiee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all-furrounding  fight  furveys 

My  riftng  and  my  reft, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  fecrets  ■of-my  bread. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  theLord 

Before  they're  fornvd  within.; 
And  c're  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  fenfe  I  mean. 

.4  Oh  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high-, 
Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  Hie, 
Enclos'd  on  every  fide. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  furround  ^me  fUH, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  niy  foul  from  every  ill, 
Secur'd  by  fovereign  love. 

Pause. 

6  Lord,  where  fhall  guilty  fouls  retire 

Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadfurfire, 
In  heaven  thy -glorious  threne. 

7  Should!  fupprefs  my  vital  breath 

To  'fcape  the  wrath  divine, 
Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  death, 
And  make  the  grave  refign. 

If  wing'd  with  beams  of  morning-light 

I  fly  beyond  the  weft, 
•Thy  hand,  which  muft  fupport  flay  flighty 

Would  foon  betray  my  reft. 

If  o'er  my  fins  I  think  to  dr*w 
The  curtains  of  the  night> 

Z: 


£66  PSALM       CXXXIX. 

The  flaming  eyes  that  guard  thy  law  . 
Would  turn  the  fhades  to  light. 

zO  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour 
Are  both  alike  to  thee  : 
Oh  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  power 
From  which  I  cannot  flee. 

Psalm  CXXXIX.    Second  Part.    Com.  Metre 

The  Wifdom  of  God  in  the  formation  of  Man. 
a   TT7HEN  I  with  pleafing  wonder  ftand3 
VV       And  all  my  frame  furvey, 
Lord,  tis  thy  work,  I  own  thy  hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  clay. 

a  Thy  hand  my  heart  and  reins  poffeft 
Where  unborn  nature  grew  ; 
Thy  wifdom  all  my  features  trae'd, 
And  all  my  members  drew. 

-g  Thine  eye  with  niceft  care  furvey'd 
The  growth  of  every  part  : 
Till  the  whole  fcheme  thy  thoughts  had  laid 
Was  copy'd  by  thy  art. 

4  Heaven,  earth,  and  fea,  and  fire  and  wind 

Shew  me  thy  wondrous  fkill ; 
But  I  review  myfelf  and  find 
Diviner  wonders  ftill. 

5  Thy  awful  glories  round  me  fhine, 

Myflefh  proclaims  thy  praife  ; 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 
Thy  miracles  of  grace. 

Psalm  CXXXIX.     14,17,18.     Third  Part, 
Common  Metre. 
The  mercies  of  God  innumerable. 
An  Evening  Pfalm. 
t   T    ORD,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 
JLrf     They  ftrike  me  with  furprife  ; 
Not  all  the  fands  that  fpread  the  fhore, 
To  equal  numbers  rife. 


PS    A    L    M      CXL,  .  267 

2 -My  flefh  with  fear  and  wonder  ftands 
Theproduft  of  thy  fkill, 
And  hourly  bleffings  from  thy  hands 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 

g  Thefe  on  my  heart  by  night  I  keep  j 
How  kind,  how  dear  to  me  ! 
Oh  may  the  hour  that  ends  my  fleep 
Still  find  my  thoughts  with   thee. 

Psalm  CXL.     Common  Metre. 
3   pROTECTus,  Lord,  from  fatal  harm  1 
X       Behold  our  riling  woes  ; 
We  truft  alone  thy  powerful  arm, 
To  fcatter  all  our  foes. 

2  Their  tongue  is  like  a  poifcn'd  dart, 

Their  thoughts  are  full  of  guile, 
"While  rage  and  carnage  fwell  their  heart, 
They  wear  a  peaceful  fmile. 

3  O  God  of  grace,  thy  guardian  care, 

When  foes  without  invade, 
Or  fpread  within  a  deeper  fnare, 
Supplies  our  conftant  aid. 

4  Let  falfehood  flee  before  thy  face, 

Thy  heavenly  truth  extend, 
Ail  nations  -tafte  thy  heavenly  grace. 
And  all  delufion  end. 

£  With  daily  bread  the  poor  fupply, 
The  caufe  of  juftice  plead, 
And  be  thy  church  exalted  high, 
With  Chrift  the  glorious  head. 

Psalm  CXLI.     Ver.  2,3,  4,5. 
Watchfulnefs  and  Brotherly  Love. 
A  Morning  or  Evening  Pfalm. 
3   A  /TY  God  accept  my  early  vows, 

-WjL  Like  morning  incenfe  in  thine  houfe 
And  let  my  nightly  worfhip  rife 
Sweet  as  the  evening  facrifice. 


-€T3  PSALM       CXLII: 

3   Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them*  Lord] 
From  every  ram  and  heedlefs  word  ; 
Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  finnersle^d. 

3  Oh  may  the  righteous,  when  I  ftray, 
Smite  and  repiove  my  wandering  way  f 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  med, : 
Shall  nerer-bruife,  but  cheer  my  head. 

4  When  I  "behold,  them  preft  with  grief, 
I'll  cry  to  heaven  for  their  relief ; 
And  by  my  warm  petitions  prove 
How  much  I.  piiae  their  faithful  love, 

F  s   A    l.  m     CXLII. 
God  is  the  Hope  of  the  Hefphfs. 
-i   'THO  God  I  made  my  forrows  known, 
JL       From  God  I  fought  relief ; 
In  longcoraplain's  before  rfu  throne 
I  pour'd  out  all  my  grief. 

*  My  foul  was  overwhelmed  v/ith  woes. 
My  heart  began  to  break  ; 
My  God,  wlii  all  my  burdens  knows, 
Beholds  the  way  I  fake. 

j  On  every  fide  lend  mine  eye, 
Ami  foond  my  helpers  gone*, 
While  friends  and  flrangei*  pad  IOC  by 
Nrglcftccl  and  unknown. 

4  Then  did  I'raife  n  louder  cry, 

And  call'd  thy  mercy  near, 
"  Thou  art  my  portion  when  I  die, 
41   Be  thou- my  refuge  here." 

5  Lord,  I  p.mhro-iTht  exceeding  low,. 

Now  let  thine  ear  attend, 
And  make  my  foes  who  vex  me  know. 
I've  an  Almighty  Friend. 

6  From  mv<ad^p.rifon  fet  me  free, 

Then  fhall  I  praifc  thy  name. 


p-  SAL  "M      CXLIII.  265 

A-hd  holy  men  fnali  join  with  me, 
Thy  kindnefs  to  proclaim. 

Psalm     CXLIII. 
€vm plaint  of  heavy  AJUHions  in  Mind  and  Body. 
2    "|\  yf"Y  righteous  Jiidge,  my  gracious  God, 
JlVJL  Hear  -when  I  fpread  my  hands  abroad, 
And  cry  for  faccour  from  thy  throne, 
Oh  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known. 

2  Let  judgement  not  againft  me  pafs  ; 
Behold  thy  fervant  pleads  thy  grace  ; 
Should  jufticecall  us  to  thy  bar, 
No  man  alive  is  gaiklefs  there. 

$.  Look  down  in  pity,  Lord,  and  fee 
The  mighty  woes  that  burthen  me  ; 
Down  to  the  duft  my  life  is  brought, 
Like  one  long  bury'd  and  forgot. 

4  I  dwell  indarknefs  and  unfeen> 
My  heart  is  defolate  within  ; 

My  thoughts  in  muGag  filence  trac? 
The  ancient  Wonders  of  thy  grace, 

5  Thence  I  derive  a  glimpfe  of  hop? 
To  bear  my  finking  fpirits  up  ; 

I  ftretch  my  hands  to  God  again, 

And  thirlt  J  ike  parched  lands  for  rais, 
6-  For  thee  I  thirft;  I  pray,  I  mourn  j 

When  will  thy  fmiling  face  return  ? 

Shall  all  my  joys  on  earth  remove, 

And  God  forever  hide  hislove. 
7  My  God,  thy  long  delay  to  fave, 

Vvriil  fink  tby  prifoner  to  the  grave; 

My  heart  grows  faint,and  dim  mine  eys  - 

Make  hafte  to  help  before  I  die. 
S  Th?  night  is  witnefs  to  my  tears, 

Diftreffing  pains,  diftreffing  fears  ; 

Ohmight  I  hear  thy  morning  voice, 

How  would  my  weaned  powers  rejoice  I 
Z  % 


*?«  P;    SAL    M>-     CXL1V, 

9   In  thee  I  trufr,  to  thee  I  figh, 
And  lift  my  weary  foul  on  high  ; 
T'jt  thee  lit  waiting  all  the  day, 
And  wear  the  tiretome  hours  away. 

%o  Break  off  my  fe:ters,  Lord  and  (how 
The  path  in  which  my  feet  mould  go  : 
If  mares  and  foes  befet  the  road, 
I  flee  to  hide  me  near  my  God. 

11  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  will, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill  : 
Let  the  good  fpirit  of  thy  love 
Conduft  me  to  thy  courts  above. 

12  Then  fhall  my  foul  no  more  complain, 
The  tempter  then  fhall  rage  in  vain  ; 
And  flcfh  that  was  my  foe  before, 
Shall  never  vex  rny  fpirit  more. 

P  s   a    i,   m     CXLIV.     Firjl  Part.  Ver.   l,  s 
Affijiance  and  Vitlory  in  tliefpiritual  Warfare. 
i   T^OREVER  bleffcd  be  the  Lord, 
JL     My  Saviour  and  my  fhield  ; 
He  fends  his  fpirit  with  his  word, 
To  arm  me  for  the  field. 
2  When  fin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
He  makes  my  foul  his  care, 
Infrrufls  me  in  the  heavenly  fight, 
And  guards  me  through  the  war. 

'  3  A  friend  and  helper  fo  divine 
My  fainting  hope  fhall  raife  ; 
He  makes  the  glorious  victory  mine, 
And  his  fhall  be  the  praife. 

Psalm  CXLIV.  Second  Part.  Ver.  3,  4r5,6<i 
The  Vanity  of Man ,  andCondefcention  of  God, 

■x   T    ORD,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man? 
-L_^  Born  of  the  earth  at  firft  ? 
His  life  a  fhadow,  light  and  vain.j 
Still  haftiPg  to  the  dull, 


PS     A    L     M      CXLIV,  %H 

2  Ob  what  is  feeble  dying  man, 
Or  all  his  (inful  race, 
That  God  mould  make  it  his  concern 
To  vifit  him  with  grace  ? 

g  That  God  who  darts  his  lightnings  down, 
Who  fbakes  the  worlds  above, 
What  terrors  wait  his  awful  frownj 
How  wondrous  is  his  Jove  ? 

Psalm  CXLIV.     Third  Part.   Ver.  12— \k. 

Grace  abs>ve. Riches  ;  or,  the  happy  Nation, 
1   T  T A  PPY  the  city,  where  their  fons 
X~X  Like  pillars  round  a  palace  fet, 
And  daughters  bright  as  polifb'd  ftones  .. 
Give  ftrength  and  beauty  to  the  ftate. 

S  Happy  the  land  in  culture  drefs'd, 

Whofe.  flacks  and  corn  have  Jarge  increafe3 
Where  men  fecurely  work  or  reft, 
Nor  ions  of  plunder  break  their  peace. 

S  Happy  the  nation  thus  endow'd, 
But  more  divinely  bleft  are  thof'e 
On  whom  the  all-fufficient  God 
Himfelf  with  all-his  grace  bellows. 

P  s  a  l   m     CXLV,     Long  Metre. 

The  Greatnefs  of God. 
a  ,*\  M  Y  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praife 
JLVi.  Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days  5 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue 
Till  death  and  glory  raife  the  fong. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  (hall  bear 
Some  thahkful  tribute  to  thine  ear  ; 
And  every  fetting  fun  (hall  fee 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  truth  and  juftice  I'll  proclaim  ? 
Thy  bounty  flows,  an  endlefs  ftream  3 
Thy  mercy  fwift  ;  thiae  anger  flow9 
BiU  dreadful  to  the  ftubborn  foe* 


2  73  PSA..  L.    M„     CX1-V. 

24,  Thy  works  with  fovereign  glory  fhine,;„ 
And  fpcak  thy  Majefty  divine  : 
Let  every  realm  with  joy  proclaim.* 
The  found  and  honour  of  thy  name. 

5 .  Let  diftant  times  and  nations  raife 
Thelong  fucceflion  of  thy  praife  : 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  fong 
The  joy  and  triumph  of  their  tongue. 

6  Rut  who  can  fpcak  thy  wondrous  deeds  ! 
Thy  greatnefs  all  our  thoughts  exceeds; 
Vift  and  unfearchable  thy  ways, 
Vail  and  immortal  be  thy  praife. 

Fsal.m     CXLV.    1—7.11—13.     Hrji  Part.. 

The  Greatnefs  of  Ccd. 
i  T    ONG  as  I  live  I'll  blefsthy  name, 
X_i  My  King,  my  God  of  love  ; 
Mv  work  and  joy  fha!!  V>e  the  fame, 
In  the  bright  worid  above. 

a  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  power  unknown, 
And  let  his  praife  be  great  : 
I'll  Cmg  the  honours  of  thy  threne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  fhall  dwell  upon  ray  tongue  ; 

And  while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men  that  hear  my  facred  for.g 
S>hall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 

4  Fathers  to  fons  (hall  teach  thy  name ,  . 

And  childrsn  lesrn  thy  ways  ; 

Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 

And  nations  found  thy  praife. 

6  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  antient  date 

Shall  through  the  worl  6-  be  known  j  . 
Thine  arm  of  power,  thy'  heavenly  (late 
With  public  fplendor  fhown. 

6  The  world  ismanag'd  by  thy  hands. 
Thy  faints  are  rul'd  by  love  ; 


PSALM       CXLV.  273j 

And  thine  eternal  kingdom  (lands, 
Tho'i  rocks  and  hills  remove. 

Psalm     CXLV.    Second  Part.     Ver.   7,  &C** 

The  Goodnefs  of  God. 
i    Q'WEET  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 
O   My  God,  my  heavenly  King  ; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteoufnefs 
In  foiinds  of  glory  ring-. 

2  God  reigns:  on  high,  but  nerr  confines- 

His  goodnefs  to  the  fkies  : 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  fnines|. 
And  every  want  fuppiies. 

3  Wirh  longing-eyes  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee ior- daily  food, 
Thy  liberal  Hand  providestheir  meaf,. 
And  fills  their-mouths- with  good. 

4,  How  kind  are  thy  companions,  Lord  V- 
Hr?w  flow  thine  anger  moves  ! 
But  foon  he  fends  his  pardoning  word- 
To  cheer  the  fouls  he  loves. 

^  Creatures^with  all  their  endlefs  race 
Thy  power  and'  praife  proclaim  ; 
But  fainrsthat  taftethy  richer  grace 
Delight  to  blefs  thy  name. 

P's  a  l  m     CXLV..    14.  17,  £Bc.    Third  PartL. 

Mercy  to  Sufferers  ;or,  God  hearing  Prayer \ 
l:  T    £  T  every  tongue  thy  goodnefs  fpeak, 
X-i  Thou  fovereign  Lord  of  all  : 
Thy  ftrengthening  hands  uphold  the  weak,, 
And  raife  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When  forrow  bows  the  fpirit  down, 
Or  virtue  lies -dillreft 
Beneath  fome  proud  oppreffor's  frown,. 
Thou  giv'ft  the  mourners  reft. 

3.  The  Lord  fupportsour  finking  day*. 
Aird  guides  our  giddy  yout£.j 


274  PSALM       CXLVj. 

Holy  arid  juft  are  all  his  ways, 
And  all  his  words  are  truth. 

4  He  knows  the  pain  his  fervants  feel, 
He  hears  h  is  children  cry, 
And  their  beft  wifhes  to  fulfil 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

j  His  mercy  never  (hall  remove 
From  men  of  heart  fincere  ; 
He  faves  the  fouls,  whofe  humble  lore 
Is  join-' d  with  holy  fear. 

6  [His  ftubborn  foes  his  fword  (hall  flay, 

And  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain  ; 

But  none  that  ferve  the  Lord  QiaH  fay, 

iS  They  forught  his  aid  in  vain."] 

7  [My  lips  fhall  dwell  upon  his  praife, 

And  fpread  his  fame  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  fons  of  Adam  ra!  fe 
The  honours  of  their  God.] 

P  5  a  l  m     CXLVI.     Long  Metre. 
Praife  to  God/or  his  Gocdnffi  and  Truth: 
i   TrtRAISfe  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  (hall  join 
Jt      Is  work;  fo  pleafant,  fo  divine; 
Now  while  the  flcfh  is  mine  a  bode, 
And  when  my  foul  afcends  to  God. 

2  Praife  {hall  employ  my  nobleft  powers, 
While  immortality  endures  ; 

My  days  of  praife  fhall  ne'er  be  pad 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  laft. 

3  Why  fhould  I  imke  a  man  ray  trull  ? 
Princes  muft  die  and  turn  f  o  ciufl ; 

Their  breath  departs,  their  »orap   a.id   power 
And  thoughts  all  vanifh  in  an  hoar. 

4  Happy  the  man,  whofe  hopes  rely 
On  Ifrael's  G^d  :   he  made  the  Iky, 
And  earth,  and  feas,  with  all  their  train, 
Arid  none  fhall  find  hisproraife  vain. 


P    S    A    L     M      CXLVI.  2.; 

Hi?  truth  forever  Hands  fecure  : 
He  faves  th'  oppreft,  he  feeds  the  poor  ; 
He  fends  the  labouring  confidence  peace. 
And  grants  the  prifoner  fweet  releafe. 

!  The  Lord  to  fight  reftores  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  mind  ; 
He  helps  the  ftranger  in  diftrefs, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs. 

f  He  loves  the  faints,  he  knows  them  well. 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell  : 
Thy  God,  O  Z5ion,  ever  reigns  ; 
Praife  him  in  everl'afting  drains. 
Psalm     CXLV1.     As  the  113th  P.falra, 
Praife  to  Godfor  his  Gcodnefy  and  Truth. 
\   T5LL  praife  my  Maker  with  my  breath  j 
J.  And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death 

Praife   fhafl  employ  my  nobler  powers  % 
My  days  of  praife  fhali  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  laft. 
Or  immortality  endures. 

I  Why  fhould  I  make  a  man  my  truft  ? 
Princes  muft  die  and  turn  to  duft  ; 

Vain  is  the  help  of  fiefh  and  blood  ; 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power 
And  thoughts  all  vanifh  in  an  hour, 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promife  good. 

S  Happy  the  man  whofe  hopes  rely 
On  Ifrael's  God  ;  he  made  the  fky, 

And  earth  and  feas  with  all  their  tram  % 
jHis  truth  forever  ftands  fecure  : 
He  faves  th'  oppreft,  he  feeds  the  poor, 
And  none  mall  find  his  promife  vain. 

{  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind  : 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  mind  : 

He  fends  the  labouring  confidence  pea<f£ 
He  helps  the  ftranger  in  diftref's, 
The  widow  and  the  fa*herlef< 

And  grants  the  pri loner  fwee ;  rel eafe, 


*?6  PSALM      CLVTI, 

$  He  loves  his  faints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell  ; 

Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns  ; 
Let  every  tongue,  let  every  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  : 
Praife  him  in  everlafting  drains. 

6  I'll  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death 

Praife  (hail  employ  my  nobler  powers:: 
My  days  of  praife  fhall  ne'er  be  pafl, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  laft, 
Or  immortality  endure*. 
Psalm     CXLVII.     Firjl  Part,  ' 

The  divine  Nature,  Providence,  and  Grace. 
i   TJRAISE  ye  the  Lord  ;  'tis  good  to  raifc 
JL     Our  hearts  and -voices  in  his  praife  ; 
His  nature  and  hk  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerufalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name  : 

'His  mercy  melts  the  ftubborn  foul,, 
And  makesthe  broken  fpirit  whore. 

3  He  form'd  the  ftars,  thbfe  heavenly  flames, 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names, 
His  fovereign  wifdom  knows  no  bound, 

A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drownM. 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might  ; 
And  all  his  glories  infinite  : 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  j»ft, 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  duft. 

?     A     V     I     ft. 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 
*  Who  fp reads  his  clouds  around  the  flcy  ; 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  let  the  drops  defcend  in -vain. 

>*j  He  makes  the  grafs  the  bills  adorn, 

And  slothes  the  fmiling  fields  with  cam  ; 


P     S     A     L    "M        CXLVII.  z-tf 

■The  beafts  with  food  bis  hands  fupply, 
And  feeds  the  ravens  when  they  cry. 

'  What  is  the  creature's  fkili  or  force  ? 
The  vigorous  man,  the  warlike  horfe, 
The  fprightly  wit,  the  aitive  limb 
All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

!  Bat  faints  are  lovely  in  his  fight  : 
He  \  iews  his  children  with  delight  : 
He  fees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear. 
And  finds  and  loves  his  image  there. 

Psalm   CXLVII.     Second  Pait. 
Summer  and  Winter. 

1  T    ET  Zion  praife  the  mighty  Gcd, 

.1  Jt  And  make  his  honours  known  abroad? 
Tor  fweet  the  joy,  our'fongs  to  raife, 
And  glorious  is  the  work  of  praife, 

2  Our  children  live  fecure  and  bleft ; 
-Ourfnores  have  peace,  our  cities  refl 

He  feeds  our  fons  with  fineft  wheat, 
And  adds  his  blefiing  to  their  meat. 

3  The  changing  feafons  he  ordains, 
I    The  early  and  the  latter  rains  ; 

His  flakes  of  fnow  like  wool  he  fends, 
And  thus  the  fpringing  corn  defends. 

j.  With  hoary  froft  he  ftrews  the  ground  .; 
His  hail  defcends  with  dreadfuf  found  : 
His  icy  bands  the  rivers  hold, 
And  terror  arms  his  winti  v  cold. 

5  He  bids  the  warmer  breezes  blow  ; 
The  ice  diffoives,  the  waters  Sow  : 
But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  way* 

To  call  his  people  to  his  praife.  f 

6  Thro'  all  our  realm  his  laws  are  mown  \ 
His  gcfpel  through  the  nation  known; 
Ke  hath  not  tins  reveal'd  his  word 

To  ever)-  knd  :   praife  ye  the  I  or-4. 
A  a 


PSALM      CXLVin. 


Psalm  CXLVII.    7—9,  13—18.    Com.  Metre. 
The  Scafons  of  the  Year. 

1  "T  T  TITH  fongsand  honours  founding  loud, 

V  V       Addrefs  the  Lord  os  high  ; 
Over  the  heavens  he  fpreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  Iky. 

2  Ke  fends  his  fhowers  of  bleffings  down 

To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grafs  t';»c  mountains  crown, 
And  corn  in  vallies  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat, 

He  hears  the  ravens  cry  ; 
But  man  who  taftes  his  fineft  wheat 
Should  raife  his  honours  high. 

4  His  fteadycounfels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year  ; 
He  bids  the  fun  cut  fhort  his  race, 
And  wintry  days  appear. 

5  His  hoary  frofc,  his  fleecy  fnow 

Dcfcend  and  clothe  the  ground  : 
The  liquid  firearm  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  b  >und. 

6  When  from  his  dreadful  ftores  on  high 

He  pours  the  founding  hail, 
The  wretch  that  dares  his  God  defy 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 

7  He  fends  his  word  and  melts  the  fnow, 

The  fields  no  linger  mourn  ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  fpring  return. 

S  T   e  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 
C.b-y  his  mighty  word  : 
With  foirgs  a::d   honours  founding  loud 
JPraffe  ye  the  foverei^n  Lord. 

Psalm    CXLVIIl.      Proper  Metre. 
Pr-aife  to  God  from  all  Creatures. 
i  "\7"£  trib-.s  of  Adam,  join 

jL    With  heaven,  and  earth,  and  feas, 


PSA    L    M      CXLVIII.  279 

And  offer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  praife. 

Ye  holv  throng 

Of  angels  bright, 

In  worlds  of  light 

Begin  the  fong. 
*~Thou  fun  with  dazzling  rays, 
And  raonn  that  rules  the  nighty  - 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife, 
With  ftars  of  twinkling  light, 

His  power  declare, 

Ye  flood s. on  high, 

And  clouds  that  fly 

In  empty  air. 
3  The  mining  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  ftand, 
Or  in  fwift  courfes  move, 
By  his  fupreme  command* 

He  fpake  the  word, 

And  all  their  frame 
m  nothing  came 
o  praife  the  Lord. 
He  mcv'd  their  mighty  wheels 
In  unknown  ages  paft, 
And  each  his  word  fulfils 
While  time  and  nature  laft. 
*In  different  ways 

His  works  proclaim 

His  wondrous  name, 

And  fpeak  his  praife. 

Pause. 
Let  all  the  earth-born  race, 
And  monfters  of  the  deep 
The  fifli  that  cleave  the  feas* 
Or  in  their  boT;>m  ileepi 

from  fea  and  fhore 

Their  tribute  pay, 

And  ftill  difplay 

Their  Maker's  power* 


E 


*SP  ?    S     A    I     M      CXLVIH, 

§  Ye  vapours,  hail  and  fnow, 
Praife  ye  th:  almighty  Lord, 
A  ad  itarrwy  winds  that  blow 
To  execute  his  word. 

When  lightnings  mine 

Or  thunders  roar, 

Let  earth  adore 

His  hand  divine. 
7  Ye  mountains  near  the  fk!«j, 
With  lofty  cedars  there, 
And  trees  of  humbler  fize 
That  fruit  in  plenty  bear  ; 

Beads  wild  and  tame, 

Birds,  flies  and  worms, 

In  various  forms 

Exalt  his  name. 
1  Ye  kings  ar.d  judges,  fear 
The  Lord  the  fovereign  King  ; 
And  while  you  rule  us  here, 
His  heavenly  wonders  ling  ; 

Nor  let  the  dream 

Of  power  and  ftate 

Make  you  forget 

His  power  fupreme. 
£  Virgins  and  youths  engage 
To  found  his  praife  divine, 
While  infancy  and  age 
Their  feeble  voices  join  : 

Wide  as  he  reigns 

His  name  be  fung 

By  every  tongue 

In  ©ndlefs  ftrains. 
it-  Let  all  the  nations  fear 
1     The  God  that  rules  above  ; 
He  brings  his  people  near, 
And  makes  them  tafie  his  loye  : 

While  earth  and  iky 

Attempt  his  praife 

His  faints   /hall  raifc 

liii  honouis  high, 


PS    A    L     M      CXLVIII.  281 

Psalm  CXLVIII.    Paraphrafed  in  Long  Metre. 
Univerfal  praife   to  God. 

i '  T    OUI>  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord 

\~J  From  diftant  worlds  where  creatures  dwell; 
Let  heaven  begin  the  folemn  word, 
And  found  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 

Note.     This  Pfalm  may  be  fun  g  to  the  Tune  of  the 
old  liztk  or  127 th  Pfalm,  ifthefetwe  Lines  be  «^» 
ded  to  every  Stanza,  (viz.) 
Each  of  his  works  his  name  difplays, 
But  they  can  ne'er  complete  the  praife. 

Cthertoife  it  inujl  be  fur.g  to  the  ujual  Tunes  «f 
Long  Metre. 

2  The  Lord,  how  abfolute  he  reigns, 
Let  every  angel  bend  the  knee  ; 
Sing  of  his  love  iri  heavenly  ftrains, 
And  fpeak  how  fierce  his  terrors  be. 

3  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwell, 
_    An  awful  throne  of  fhining  blifs  : 

Fiy  through  the  world.,  O  fun,  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  beams  ccmpar'd  to  his. 

4  Awake  ye  tempefb  and  his  fame 

In  founds  of  dreadful  praife  deekre  j 
Let  the  fweet  rvhifper  of  his  name 
Fill  every  gentler  breeze  of  -jir. 

£  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves  agree 
To  join  their  praife  w'.th  blazing  fire  ; 
Let  the  firm  earth  and  rolling  fea 
In  this  eternal  fong  coafpire 

€  Ye  flowery  plains,  proclaim  his  fkill  j 
•Ye  vallies  fink  before  his  eye  ; 
,  And  let  his  praife  frcm  every  hill 
Rife  tuneful  to  the  neighboring  Iky. 

7  Yeftubborn  oaks,  and  ftately  pines, 
Bend  your  high  branches  and  adore  : 
Praife  him  ye  beafts,  in  different  ftrains  \ 
The  lamb  rauft  bleat,  the  lion  roar, 
A  a  a 


aS?.  PSALM      CXLVIITc 

8  Ye  birds,  his  praife  muftbeyour  theme, 
Who  foi  m'd  to  fong  your  tuneful  voice  ; 
Wn-.le  the  dumb  fifh  that  cut  the  ftreara 
In  his  pr©te£Hng  care  rejoice. 

$  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 
Wnen  nature  all  around  you  fings  ? 
Oh  for  a  fhout  from  old  and  young, 
From  humble  fwains  and  lofty  kings  ! 

ao   Wide  as  his  vaft  dominion  lies, 
Make  the  Creator's  nam,ebe  known  ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder  fhout  his  praife, 
And  found  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

fi    Jehovah  !  tis  a  glorious  word  ! 
Oh  may  it  dwell  on  every  tongue  ! 
But  faints  who  beft  have  known  the  Lord 
Are  beund  to  raifethe  nobleft  fong. 

3  2  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 
Which  Gabriel  plays  on  every  chord  ; 
from  al!  below  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 

Psalm  CXLVIII.     Short  Metre, 
Univerfal  Praife. 
i   T    ET  every  creature  join 

jL-rf     To  praife  th' eternal  God  ; 

Ye  heavealy  hofts,  the  fong  begin, 

And  found  his  name  abroad. 

2  Thou  fun  with  golden  beams, 
,  And  moon  %vith  paler  rays, 

Ye  fhrrv  ii^h-s,  ye  twinkling  flames. 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife. 

3  llf  built  thofe  worlds  above, 

And  fix'd  their  wondrous  frame  ; 
By  h  s  command  they  ftand  or  raovea 
And  ever  fpeak  his  name. 

a  Y  '  vapours,  m  hen  ye  rife, 
Oi  fall  zn  ih"jvve;i  or  foows 


P    S    A     L    M      CXLVIII.  2&3 

Ye  thunders  murmuring  round  the  ikieSj 
His  power  and  glory  fhow. 

^  .Wind,  hail,  and  flaming  fire, 
Agree  to  praife  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  ftorms  confpire 
To  execute  his  word. 

6  By  all  his  works  above 

His  honours  be  expreft  j 
But  faints  that  tafte  his  faving  love 
Should  fing  his  praifes  beft. 
Pause     I. 

7  Let  earth  and  ocean  know 

They  owe  their  Maker  praife-; 
Prajfc  him,  ye  watery  worlds  below*-  . 
And  moniters  of  the  feas. 

$  From  mountains  near  the  fky     , 
Let  his  high  praife  refound, 
Trom  humble  ihrubs  and  cedars  highj 
And  vales  and  fields  around. 

5  Ye  lions  of  the  wood, 

And  tamer  beafts  that  graze$ 
Ye  live  upon  his  daily  food, 
And  he  expects  your  praife-, 

io  Ye  birds  of  lofty  wing, 
On  high  his  praifes  bear  ; 
Or  fit  on  flowery  boughs  and  fing 
Your  Maker's  glory  there. 

11   Ye  reptile  myriads  join, 

T'  exalt  his  glorious  name, 
And  flies  in  beauteous  forms  that  fhine. 
His  wondrous  fk.il  1  proclaim. 

,12  By  all  the  earth-born  race,- 
His  honours  be  expreft, 
But  faints  that  know  his  heavenly  grac€8 
Shoufd  learn  to  praife  him  beft. 

P     A      U     S     E     II. 

13  Monarchs  of  wide  command, 
Praife  ye  the  eteinal.KiBg, 


*84  PSALM       CXLIX. 

Judges,  adore  that  fsvereign  hand, 
Whence  all  your  honours  fpring. 

14.  Let  vigorous  youth  engage 
To  found  his  praifes  high  ; 
While  growing  babes  and  withering  age 
Their  feebler  voices  try. 

13  United  zeal  be  fhown 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raife  ; 

God  is  the  Lord  ;  his  name  alone 

Deferves  our  endlefs  praife. 

16  Let  nature  join  with  art, 

And  all  pronounce  him  bleft, 
But  faints  that  dwell  fo  near  his  heart 
Shourd  fing  his  praifes  bell. 

Psalm     CXL1X. 
fraifc  God,  all  his  Saints  ;   or,  the  Saints  judsiri, 

the  World. 
1      A   LL  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice, 
±~\.     And  let  your  fongs  be  new  ; 
A.Tndft  the  church  with  cheerful  voice 
His  later  wonders  fhew. 

s  The  Jews  the  people  of  his  grace, 
Shall  their  Redeemer  fing  ; 
And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praife 
While  Zi on  owns  her  king. 

3  The  Lord  rakes  plea fu re  in  'hejuft, 

Whom  finders  treat  with  fcorr.  ; 
Tlis  meek  that  lie  defpis'd.  in  dufl 
Salvation  fhcll  adorn. 

4  Saints  mould  be  joyful  in  their  king 

E'en  on  a  dying  bed  : 
And  like  the  fouls  in  glory  fing, 
For  God  fhall  raife  the  dead. 

I  Then  his  high  praife  fhall  fill  their  tonguess 
Their  he.nd  fhall  wield  the  fword  : 
And  vengeance  fhall  aitend  their  fongS| 
The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 


P     S     A     L     M       CL.  *3S 

£  When  Chrift  his  judgment- feat  afcends, 
And  bids  the  world  appear, 
Thrones  are  prepax'd  for  all  his  friends 
Who  humbly  lov:d  him  here.' 

7  Then  fhallthey  rule  with  iron  rod 
Nations  that  dar'd  rebel  : 
And  join  the  fentence  of  their  God, 
On  Tyrants  doom'd  to  hell. 

Z  The  royal  finncrs  bound  in  chains 
New  triumph  (ball  afford  : 
Such  honour  for  the  faints  remains  : 
Praife  ye  and  love  the  Lord. 

P    5    A.   L    M       CL.       1,  2,  6, 
A  Song  of  Praife. 
>  TN   God's  own  houfe  pronounce  his  praife,. 
JL      His  grace  he  there  reveals  ; 
To  heaven  your  joy  and  wonder  raife, 
For  there  his  glory  dwells.  ' 

-%  Let  all  your  facred  paffions  move, 
While  you  rehearfe  his  deeds  ; 
But  the  great  work  of  faving  love 
Your  higheft  praife  exceeds. 

All  that  have  motien,  life  and  breath, 

Proclaim  your  Maker  bleft  ; 
Yet  when  my  voice  expires  in  death,. 

My  foul  fkall  praife  him  beft. 

The  Christian  Doxology. 

Long  Melre. . 

TO.  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  one, 
Be  honour,  praife,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 

GommoB  Metre, 

LET  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known^ 
Ox  faints,  to  iovc  the  Lord, . 


zlS         DOXOL©GIES, 

Common  Metre. 

Wkcrc  the  Tune  inclitdei  two  Stanzaj, 

I. 

THE  God  of  mercy  be  ador'rl, 
Who  calls  our  fouls  from  death, 
Who  favesby  his  redeeming  word, 
And  new-creating  breath. 
II. 
To  praife  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  all  divine, 
The  one  in  three,  and  three  in  one,  . 
Let  faints  and  angels  join. 

Short  Metre. 

YE  angels  round  the  throne, 
Acd  faints  thai  dwell  below, 
W   i  {hip  the  Father,  praife  the  Son, 
And  b!efs  the  Spirit  too. 

As  the  ii  %th  Pfalm. 
"VJO W  to  the  great  ard  facred  three, 
i.\    The  Father.  Son    and  Spirit  be 
Eternal  nra-ft  and  glory  given, 
Through  all  'he  worlds  whore  God  is  known* 
By  all  the  aoge Is  near  fhe  throne, 

And  all  .he  faiuts  in  earth  and  heaven. 

As  the  1 48M  Pfalm, 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne 
Perpetual  honours  ratfe  ; 
Glory  to  God  the  Sou, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praife  ; 
With  all  our  powers, 
Eternal  King,  ^ 

Thy  name  we  Gng, 
While  faith  adores. 

END  of  the  PSALMC 


An    I  N  D  E  X, 

OR 

TABLE  to  find  a  Pfalm  fuited  to  particular  S us- 
jects  or  Occasions 
If  you  fiad  not  what  word  you  feek  in  this  Ta« 
ble,  feek  another  of  the  fame  fignification  ;  or, 
feek.  it  under  fome  of  the  more  general  Words;, 
fuch  as  God.  Chriji,  Church,- Spirits,  Pfalm,  Prayer^ 
Fraifc,  Ajfliclion,  Grace,  Deliverance,  Death,   &-c. 

AD  AM  the  firft  and  fecond,  their  dominion  8. 
Affl.ifted,  Pify  them,  41,  35,  fupported, 55, 
145.146-  Their  Prayer,  102,  143.  Saints  happy 
73,  119,  lAth  Pari,  94.  Affliclions,  Hope  in  them 
42>  13)  77-  Support  and  Profit  119,  14M  Part. 
Inftruetion  by  them  94,  119,  i%th  Part,  fanctified 
94  119,  iStk  Part.  Courage  in  them  1 19,  ijtk 
Part,  removed  by  Prayer  34,  107.  Submiffion  to 
them  123,  131.  39  In  mind  and  body  143.  Try- 
ing our  Graces  66,  119,  ijthPart.  without  Rejecti- 
on 8g.  Of  Saints  and  Sinners  different  94  gentle 
503.  moderated  125.  very  great  102,  143,  77. 
Aged  Saint's  Reflection  and  Hope  71.  All-feeing- 
God  139.  Angels,  Guardian,  34,  gi.  allfubjett  to 
Chrift  89,  97.  Praife  the  Lord  103,  prefent  in 
Churches  138.  Appeal  to  God  againft  Persecutors 
f.  concerning  our  Sincerity  139  Humility  131. 
Afcention  of  Chrift  24,  €2  47,  110.  AJftJlance  from 
jod.  144,  138  Atheifm  practical  14,  36,  i2,pun- 
fhed  10.  Attributes  of  God  36,  in,  145,  147. 
iuthoritv  from  G^d  75,  82. 

BACKSLIDING  Soul  in  Diftrefs  and  Defertioo 
25  refto.ed  51  pardoned  78,  130.  Blefjing  of 
ind  on  the  Buff.efs  and  Comtor^s  of  Life  127. 
Utffings  of  a  Family  128.  133  of  a  Na'ion  144,  T47, 
■f  he  Count*  v  65  147  of  a  Perfon,  1,  32,  112. 
Meod  of  Chrift  cl^anfing  from  Sin  51  6g  Book  of 
Mature  and  Scripture  19.  119 ,'j^.th  Part  Brother** 
>  Love  133.  Reproof  141.  buji nefs  of  Life  bled 
27. 


I       N       D       E       X. 

CAKE  of  God  over  his  Saints  34.  Charity  f 
the  Poor  37,  41,112.  aiid  Jultice  15,  1  lb* 
mixed  with  Imprecations 3^.  £Az'AfrvnpraiungGo<| 
8.  'made  Bleffings  127,  i28.  infhutted  34,  78. 
Chrijl  the  fecond  Adam  8.  his  All-furEcicncy  16. 
his  Afcention  24.  68,  no. the  Church'sFoundacioa 
118.  his  Coming, the  ;  gns  of  it  12.  hisCondelcen- 
fion  and  Glorification  8.  Covenant  msdc  with  him. 
89.  firft.  and  fcccnd  Coming  96,  97,  98.  the  true 
David  35.  his  Death  and  Rofutre&ion  22,  16,  69. 
the  eternalCreator, 102, exalted  to  the  Kingdom  2, 
si,  8,  72,110.  ourExample  109. Faith  in  hisBlood 
ji.  God  and  Man  89  his  Godhead  102.  our  Hope 
4,  51.  his  Incarnation  and  Sacrifice  40.  the  King, 
and  the  Church  his  Spoufe  45.  his  Kingdom  among 
Gentiles  72,  87,  132.  his  Love  to  enemies  109,35. 
his  Majefty  97,99.  his  mediatorial  Kingdom  89, 
*  110.  his  Obedience  and  Death  69,  his  perfonalGlo- 
ries  and  Government  45.  Praifed  by  Children  8. 
Prieft  and  King  no.  hisRefurrettion  on  the  Lord's 
day  118.  our  ftrength  &  righteeufnefs  71.  bU 
Sufferings  and  Kingdom  2,  22,69.  his  Sufferings 
for  our  Salvation  69.  his  Zeal  and  Reproaches  ibid. 
Chrijiians  Qualifications  15  24.  Church  made  o£ 
'  Jews  and  Gentiks  87.  Church,  its  Beauty  44.48, 
122.  the  Birth-place  of  Saints  87.  built  0:1  Jefus 
Chrift  118.  Delight  &  Safety  in  it  27.  DcRru&ion 
cf  Enemies  proceeds  from  thence  76.  gathered  8c 
feuled  132.  of  the  Gentiles  45,  47.  God  fights  for 
her  46.  10,  20,  God's  pretence  there  132,  84.  God's 
fpecial  Delight  87,  132.  God's  Garden  92  Going 
to  it  122.  theHoufe  &Care  of  God  1  JeW* 

and  Orntilcs  87.  i's  increafe  67.  Prayerin  diftrefl 
80.  Rtflorcd  by  Prayer  85,  102,  107.  is  the  Safety 
cc  Hnnoar  of  a  Nation  48.  theSpoutc  of  Chrift  4.5* 
its  Wor'ffiip  ard  Order  48.  Colonies  b> 
Comfort,  Holinefsand  Pardon  4.  32,  119,  nlh  di'.d 
12th  ports,  and  Support  in  God  94,  16,  from  anti- 
em  Providence  77.  143.  of  Lifebleft  127,  (Si  Par- 
don 130.     Companyk^t  Saints  1 6, 169.    Cemplaintqk 


I       N      9       E       X. 

At  fence  from  Public  Worfkip  42.  of  Sicknefs  §. 
Defertion  13.  Pride,  Atheifm,  OppreiTion,  &c.  io, 
12.  of  Temptation  13.  general  102.  of  Quairelfome 
Neighbours  120.  of  heavy  AfTliftioBS  in  Mind  and 
Body  143.  Compaffivn  of  God  103.  145,  147. 
Communion  with  Saints  106,  133.  Conftjfion  of  our 
Poverty  16.  of  Sin,  Repentance  and  Paidon  32,  51 , 
38,  130,  143.  Conference  tender  1  19,  1 13M  Part,  its 
Guilt  relieved  38  32,  51, 130.  Contention  complain- 
ed of  120.  Converfe  with  God  119,  id  Part  63. 
Converfion  and  Joy  126,  at  the  Afcenfion  of  Chriit 
i  to.  of  Jews  and  Gentiles  87,  106,96,  Corruption 
of  Manners  general  11,  12.  Couvfel  and  Support 
from  God  1 6,  1 19.  Courage  in  Death  16,  17,71. 
in  Perfecution  119,  17th  Part.  Covenant  mace' 
with  Chrift  89.  of  Grace  unchangeable  89,  ic6„ 
Creation  and  Providence  135, 136;  33,  1C4, 147,  148= 
Creatures  no  Tra-ft  in  them  62,  33,  146.  vain  and 
God  all-fufficient  33.     Praying  God  148. 

DAILY  Devotion  55,   139.     Day  of  Humilia- 
tion for  Difappointments  in  War  £0.     Death 
ar.d    Refurreftion  of  Chrift  16,  69.  of  Saints  and 
Sinners  17,  37»  49-  and  Sufferings  oi  Chrift  22,  69. 
Deliverance  from  if  31.  and  Pride  49.  ar.d  :he  Refur- 
reftion  49.  71,  89.     Courage  in  it  16,  17,  23.   the 
Effect  of  Sin  90.   Defence  in  God  3,  igi.  a*  dSalva- 
tion  in  God  :  8,  61.    Delaying  Sinners  warned  95. 
Delight  and  Safety  in  the  Church  48,  27,  84.  in  the 
Law  of  God  11*9.  5th  3.h  and  18th  Parts,  in  God 
63.  42,  73,  84.  18.   Dciivcrar.ee  begun  and  perfect- 
ed 85,  from  Defpair  18.  from  deep  Dftrcfs  34.  4b. 
from  Death  31,  1 18-  from  Opprejion  and  Falihood 
56.  from  Perfection  53,  04.  by  Prayer  34,  40,  15, 
126.  {rom Shipwreck  io-].  from  Slander  31.  Surprif- 
ng  1*6.    DefertioK  and  Diftrt-fs  of  Soul  23,  13.  38, 
.  43.   Z><r/ire  of  Knowledge  lag,  gih  Part,  of  Reli- 
efs 119,  nth  Part,  of  Comfort  and  Deliverance 
19,    12th    Pari  of  quickening   Grace  1:9,   i6*h 
'.}.-?,  Drfelaiicr-s.  the  Chnrch"s  Safety  iu  their.  ."5, 
B  b 


-IN      D       E       X. 

•Defpair  and  Hope  10  Death  1 7 ,  49.  Deliverance  from 
it  18.  130.  Devotion  daily  55,  134,  141.  on  a  fick 
Bed  39,  6.  Direction  and  Pardon  45.  and  Defence 
prayed  for  5.  and  Hope  42.  Dijlrefsoi  Soul  2^.  re- 
lieved 51,  130.  Dominionof  Man  over  Creatures 
•  3.  Doubts  and  fears  fuppreffed  3.  31,  143.  Drunk- 
ard and  Glutton  107.  Duty  to  God  and  Man  15, 
24.   Duelling  with  God,  fee  Heaven,  Church,  &c. 

EDUCATION,  Reiigiuos  34,  78.  Egypt1* 
Plagues  104.  End  of  Righteous  and  Wick- 
ed 1,37.  Enemies  overcome  18.  prayed  for  35, 
1C9.  deftroyed  12,  76,  48.  Envvmd  Unbelief 
cured  37,  49.  Equity  and  Wifdom  of  Providence 
g.  Evening  Pfalm  4,  139,  141.  Evidences  of 
Grace,  26.  of  Sincerity  18,  19,  139.  Evil  Times 
12.  Neighbours  120.  Magiftrates  x  1,  58,  82.  Ex- 
altation of  Chrift  to  the  Kingdom  2,  21,  a 2,  69, 
7a,  110.  Examination  26,  139.  Exhortations  to 
P'-ace  and  Holinefs  34. 

FAITH  and  Prayer  of  perfecuted  Saints  35.  in 
the  Blood  of  Chrift  51,  32.  in  divine  Grace 
and  Power  62,  130.  F aithfulnefs  of  God  89,  105, 
111,  145,  146.  of  Man  1$,  141.  Fal/hood,  Blaf- 
phemy,  &c.  12.  and  Oppreffion  12,  56.  Family 
Government  toi.  Love  and  Worfhip  133.  Blef- 
lings  128.  Fears  and  Doubts  fuppreffed  3,  34,  31. 
in  the  Worfhip  of  God,  89,  99,  of  God  119,  13th 
Part.  Flattery  and  deceit  complained  of  12,  36. 
Formal  Worfhip  $0.  Frailty  of  Man  89.  go,  144. 
Fretfulnefs  difcouraa;ed  37.  Fricndjlup  i'.s  Bleff- 
ines  133       Funeral  Pfalm  89.  90. 

GENTILES  given  to  Chrift  2,  22,  72.  Church 
45  65  72.  87  Owning;  the  true  God  96,  98, 
47.  Glorification  of  Chrift  8,  45.  Glory  of  God  in 
our  Sa'vation  69.  and  Grace  promilcd  84,  97,  89. 
Glutton  78.2nd  Drunkard  107.  God  all  mall  127. 
All-fufjicient  16.  33  his  Being  Attributes  and  Pro- 
vidence 36,  6.5,  147.  W^Care  of  Saints  7,  34,  his 
Crecticn  and  Providence  33,  J 04,  &c.  our  Defence 
and  Salvation  3:Ci,  33,  x  15-     ^fenra/ andSove- 


V     tf      D'      E'      XV 

reignartd  Holy93.  Eternal  znd  Man mortal 90, 162,' 
Faith j'ulnefs  105,  111,89.  Glorified  and  Sinners 
faved69<  GoodnefsavA  Mercy  145, 103.  Goodnejsand 
Truth  145,  146.  Governing  Power  and  Goodnefs 
€6.  Gre at  and  Good  144,68,145,  147.  the  Judge 
9>  5°)  97-  Kind  to  his  People  145,  146.  his  Majefty 
97.  and  Condefcenficn  113,  114.  Mercy  and  Truth 
36,  is>3,  136,  89,  145-  made  Man  8i  of  Nature  and 
Grace,  65.  his  Perfeclions  111,  36,  145,  147-  our 
Portion  and  Chrifl  our  Hnpe  4.  cur  Portion  here 
and  hereafter  73.  his  Power  and  Majefty  68,  89, 
.03.  96.  Praifed  by  Children  8.  our  Preftrver 
121,  138.  prefent  in  his  Churches  84.  46  our  Shep- 
herd-2.^.  his  Sovereignty  and  Goodnefs  1  o  A/a  re  8,  1 1 3 
144.  oViTSupportind.  Comfort 94.  Supreme  Govern- 
or 82,  93,  75,  His  Vengeance  and  Compaflion  68, 
97.  Unchangeable  89,  in.  his  Univerfal Dominion 
103.  his  Wifdom  in  his  Works  111,  129  Worthy  of 
all  Praife  145,  146,  150,  Good  Works  15,  24,' 
it2,  profit  Men,  not  God  16.  Goodnefs  of  God  8, 
103,  in,  145,  146.  Go/pel  its  glory  and  fuccefs 
19,  4.5,  110.  Joyful  found  89,  98.  Worfhip  and 
Order  48.  Government  of  Chriit  45.  from  God 
75.  Grace  its  Evidences,  or  Self  Examination  26, 
139.  above  Riches  144.  without  merit,  16,  32.  of 
Chrift  45.  72.  and  Providence  33,  36,  135.  136, 
147.  Preferving  and  reftoring  138.  Truth  and 
Protection  57.  Tried  by  Affliction  17,  66,  125. 
and  Glory  84,  97.  Pardoning  130.  Guilt  of 
Conference  relieved  38.  32,  51.    130. 

HARVESTS^  126,147.  Health,  Sicknefs,  & 
Recovery,  6,  30,  3*.  Prayed  for  6,  38,  39. 
//«r/  known  to  God  139.  Hearing  of  Prayer  & 
Salvation  4,  10,  66,  102.  Heaven  of  feoarate 
Souls  17.  th«  faint's  dwelling-place  24.  Holi- 
nefs  Pardon  and  Comfort  4.  Defired  119,  11th 
Part,  Hopein  darknefs  13,77,  143,  of  Refurrec- 
tion  16,  71.  and  defpair  in  Death  17,  49.  and 
Prayer  27.  for  Victory  20.  and  Direction  4*.  Ho- 
fannaot  the  Children  8.  for  the  Lord's  day  ii8. 


INDEX. 

Humiliation  Day  10,  6o.     Humility   and  Submjf- 
fion  131,  139.     H\pocrites  and  Hypocrify  12.  50. 

IDOLATRY  reproved  11.5,  135.  Jehovah  68, 
83  reigns  93,  gS-  97.  Jra/r  fee  Ifrae!.  Impre- 
cations and  Charity  35.  Incarnation  96.  97,  98.  and 
Sacrifice  of  Chrifl  40.  Infants  139.  iVe  Children. 
tnftruBidn  from  God  25.  from  Scripture  119.  4th 
and  7th  Parfj.  in  Piety  34.  IvJlrttFlive  Afflictions 
94.  Intemperance  punifhed  78.  and  pardoned  107. 
Joy  of  Converfiort  1 26.  If\  acl  faved  from  the  A  i- 
lyrians  76  faved  from  Egypt  and  brought  to  Cana. 
An  I35-  13^>  77>  lo5-.  io7-  Rebellion  and  Punifh- 
ment  78.  punifhed  and  pardoned  ic6,  107  Travels 
in  the  Wildernefs  107.  114.  Judgment  and  Mer- 
cy 9.  68.  Day  1.  50,  96,  97,  98  149.  Seat  of  God 
9.  Jufiice  of  Providence  g  and  Truth  toward* 
Men  15.       Juftijicatienfiee  3?.  130. 

~  NOWIEDCE  defiied  19,  119.  9th  Part. 


K 


LAW  of  God,  Delight  in  it  1.19..  Liberality  re- 
warded 4:  112.  Life  and  Riches  their  Vanity 
49.  Iliort  and  feeble  89,  90.  144.  Longing  afier 
God  6y.  42.  Lord*  1  Day  Pfalm  29.  118.  Morning 
5,  19,  63. .  Z.1^'  to  our  Neighbour  15,  of  Chrift 
to  Sinner*  35  of  God  better  than  Life  6^.  of  G'\d 
unchangeable  106,  89.  to  Enemies  109.  35  JBroth- 
er\y  133.  Luxury  punifhed  78.  and  pardoned  107. 

MAgiftraUs  warned  58,  82.  Qualifications  roi, 
raifed  and  depofed  75.  H*jtfy  of  God  68. 
foe  God  Man  his  Vanity  as  mortal,  39,  8q,  90, 
1  14.  Daffii. iron  over  crea'urcs  8.  mortal  Sc  Chrift, 
e^err.a!  ic?..  W-'o'crful  Formation  139  M.irriag* 
myftical  4r  Mufler  of  a  family  101.  Melancholy 
reproved  4c.  and  H'DC77.  removed  126.  Mercies 
common  and  fpecial68.  103.  Spiritual  and  T>tn;?o- 
ra!  103.  Innumerable  139.  Everlafling  136.  Re- 
corded tc.7.  and  Truth -of  God  36,  1C3.  89,.  i*6, 
145,  146.  Merit  d;.fci»im',d  16.  M>\lntg)ft 
Thoughts  63,  13^.  up,  5th  and  6  Parts.  MinJUn 
o:dained  132,     Mirizlts  ip   the   Wildernefs  1:4. 


X       N       D       E       X. 

Morning  Pialm  3,  14,.  of  a  Sabbath  5,  to,  6-?; 
MortaUj  of  Man  39,  49.  Oo.  and  Hope  89.  and 
God's  Eternity  go,  102. 

AT^77^A^  Safety  is  the  Church  48.  Profpemy 
T  V  67,  i44.  Bleft  and  punifhed  107.  Kationa' 
Deliverance  67,  75,  7$,  '24-  i*&  Deflations,  the 
Cnurch  s  Safety  and  Triumph  in  them  46.  Mature 
of  Man  139. 

jT\BtJime  fincere32,  18,  i3q.  better  than  Sacri- 
V^  fice  5o.  0tf^f  D.a-ngo.  and.  ftefuirec- 
t'.cn  17,  89. 

T}ARDON,  Holinefsand  Comfort  4.  ofSackflid- 
ing  7«.  and  Diretlion  -25.  and  Repentance 
prayed I  tor .38,  and  Confeffion  32.  of  original  and 
actua.  Siu  5,.  Patknci  under  anions  on.  under 
Perfections  37:  44.    i„    Da.koeft  77,    ,00     ,*, 

Wd7,o  H"H"j;.««« HP*  34.  wi:h3mend3e: 
fired  120       P^atocf  GodlI  ,      6 

Perfect  ?*«*,  ^  4,?         8o>  g        Jfe^ftj 

f^hTTV'T  U<  7'  ««•  -94-  Courage  in  it  r9 
Foil  A^-a^,  punched  7,  ,295I49    The? 

l^t^t™*0*^^^  8C'83-  Deliv- 
erance from  them  94,  9.  to.     Pcrfevcranu  738,  in 

5&4  /,^fIn*ru^oM  therein  34.  ft*  to  the 
affiifted  4t.  fee  Charity,  God.     /W;^  without 

slrtfardTt0  ^  '*  37 '  *'  M2  '**■  of 
,6tp      ATI'8-;  ''  '*'  37"      IWr/,   confeffed 

Crntdren  8.  for  Creationar.d  Providence  90    in* 

w£bS;  °°  fr°mar  *****  M8  f-Em4: 
inent  XJcJiveranc  %  o  i    1  ■»  D     r*  t  t>^ 

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INDEX. 

Vifiory  2c.  Praife  public  65.  and  Hope  27,  in 
Church's  Diftrefs  80.  Heard  and  Zio.i  reflored  102. 
and  Praife  tor  Deliverance  34.  Preferring  Grace- 
J33«  PrtfcTvation  m  Public  Dangers  $6,  o,r,  j  12, 
Daily  i2».  Pride  and  Atheifhv,  and  Oppreffton 
punifhed  10,  12.  and  Drain  49,  Priejlhoodol  Chrifl 
51,  no.  Princes  vain  62,  146..  ProfeJJion  of  Sin- 
cerity and  Repentance,  t3c.  119,  ^dbart,  139  Falfe 
50.  Promifes  and  Threatening*  8t.  pleaded  119. 
:Oih  part.  Profperity  dangerous  55,  73.  Pro/per-, 
ous  Sinners  curfed  37,  49,  73.  Protection,  Truth 
and  Grace  57.  by  Day  and  Night  121.  Providence^ 
its  Wifdom  and  Equity  9,  and  Creation  33,  135, 
135.  and  Grace  36,  147.  and  Perfe&ion  of  God  36, 
its  Myftery  unfolded  73  recorded  77,  78,  107.  in 
Air,  Earth  and  Sea  35,  65,89,  104+  107,  147. 
ffalmtor  Soldiers  i&,  60.  for  old  Age  71.  for  Huf- 
bandrnen  6,5,  for  a  Funeral  89,  90.  for  the  Lord's 
Day  92.  before  Prayer  95. .before  Sermons  ibid,  for 
Mag;l}ra:rs  xor.  for  Houfholders  ior.  for  Marin- 
ers 10;,  for  Gluttons,  and  Drunkards  107.  Public 
Praife  for.  private  Mercies  116,  118. for  Delive- 
rance 124.  Worth i.p  attended  on  122.  Prayer  and 
Praife  65,  84.   Punifhment  of  Sinners  1,  11,  37. 

QUal[jications  of  a  Chriftian  15,  24.     Quicken- 
ing Grace  119,1  5th  }art. 

RAIN  from  Heaven  135,  65,  147.  Recovery 
from  Sicknefs6,  30,  116.  Relative  Duties  15, 
133.  Religion  and  Juftice  15.  in  Words  and  Deed 
37.  Religious  Education  34,  78.  Remembrance  of 
former  Deliverances  77,  143.  Repentance,  Confef- 
fion  and  Pardon  32.  and  Faith  in  the  Blood  of 
Thrift  ,5 t.  Reproach  removed  31,  37.  Reftgnaticn 
:j9,  123,  131.  Refolutions  ho\y  119-,  15th  part.  Re- 
jliring  Grace  138,  23.  Refurrecliou  and  Death  of 
Chrift  2 j  16.  of  the  Saints  16,  17,  49,  71.  and 
Death  49,  71,  89.  Reverence  in  Worfhip  89,  99, 
Riche-,  their  Vanity  49.  compared  with  Grace  J44. 
Right vmfnefs  from  Chrifl  71, 


I       N       D       E       X. 

Sacrifice  40,  51,  69.  Incarnation  of  Chrift  40,. 
Safety  in  public  Dangers  91. -in  God  61.  and 
Delight  in  the  Church  27.  Saints  happy  and  Sin- 
ners curfed  1,  11,  no.  impart  the  beft  Company 
16.  character!  fed  15,  24,  dwell  in  Heaven  15,  24. 
punifhed  and  faved  78.  106.  God's  Care  of  them 
34.  Rewarded  at  1  aft  50,  90,92.  Patience  and 
World's  hatred  37.  c.haftifed  and  Sinners  deftroyed 
94.  die.  but  Chrift  lives  102.  punifhed  and  par* 
doncd  106,  107.  conducted  to  Heaven  106,  107. 
Afflictions  moderated  125.  judging  the  world  149. 
Salvation  of  Sain<s  10.  and  Triumph  18.  and  De- 
fence in  God  62,  by  Chrift  69,  85.  Santtifed  Af- 
flictions 1 19,  loft  part,  94.  Satan  Subdued  3,  6,  13. 
Scripture  compared  with  Nature  19,  119,  7th  part. 
Inftruction  from  it  ug,  4th part.  Delight  in  it  119, 
5th  and  18  par  ts,  Holinefs  and  Comfort  from  it 
119,  6th  part.  Variety  and  Excellency  119,  8th 
part,  Seafons  of  the  Year  6^  1-47.  Seaman's  Song 
107,  Secret  Devotion  119.  2d  part,  34.  Seeking- God. 
%»  27-  Self-Examination,  or  Evidences  of  Grace 
26,  139,  Separate  Souls,  Heaven  17.  Sick-Bed  De- 
votion 6.  38,39,  1 16.  Sicknefs he a.\td  6, 30, 116.  Signs 
of  Chrift's  Coming  12,  o,&,.&c.  Sin  of  Nature  14, 
Original  and  aftual,  confeffed  and  pardoned  51. 
Univerfali4.  Sincerity  19,  26,  32,  139.  Provedand 
rewarded  18.  profeft  119,3d  part.  Sins  of  Tongue 
12,  34,  50.  Slander,  Deliverance  from  it  31,  120. 
Souls  in  Separate  State  17^  146,  150.  Spirit  given 
at  Chrift's  Afcention  63-  His  Teaching  defired  1 19, 
9th  part,  51.  Spiritual  Enemies  overcome  3,  18, 
1144.  Bleifings  and  Punifhment  81.  Spring of  the 
Year  65.  and  Summer  65,  104.  and  Winter  147. 
fitormahd  Thunder  29,  135,  148.  Strength,  Re- 
pentance and  Pardon  prayed  for  38.  0/ Grace  138. 
iubmifjion  123,  131-.  to  Chrift  2.  to  S'cknefs  39. 
bufferings  and  Death  of  Chrift  22.  and  Kingdom  of 
thrift  2,  22,  69,  no.  Support  and  Counfel  from 
iod  16,  for  the  Afflicted  and  tempted  55,  and 
I'omfgrt  in  God  94,  119,  i^hpart, 


I       N       D       £       X. 

T~1T*l£.mptc;:ions  overcome 73,  18.  in  S'cknefs  6"." 
X  Thanhs  public  f.-r  private  Mercies  1:6.  n8. 
Threatening,  Dromifej  3i.  Thunder  at.d  Storm  29, 
l35>  :3^>  148-  Times  evil  n,  11.  TonAue  go- 
verned 34,  3c/.    7"/  u/?  in  the  Creature*  vain  62,  146. 

VM. NJTYof  Man  as  mortal  39,  89,  144.  of  Life 
and  Riches  40.  Vengeance  and  Companion 
63:  again li  the  Enemies  of  the  Church  76,  249. 
i'.ntyurd  of  Goc  rvafted  80.  Unbelief  and  Envy 
cured  37.  pur»ifhedy5  Unchangeable  God  89.  hi. 
fttft'J  paid  in  the  Church  no.  of  Huluiefs  1 1  g» 
i$:h  part.       , 

WJtf,  Prayer  in  Time  of  it  20.  Difappoint- 
menrs  therein  60.  Viclorv  i8..Soiritaal  18, 
144.  Warnings  of  God  to  his  People  81.  Hatch- 
fulnefs  19.  141.  Over  the  Tongue  39.  Weather  65, 
IC'7>  l35i  *47-  '48-  Wickc&ntjs'bl Man  14  36,51. 
Winter  and  Summer  147.  Wifdom  and  Equity  of 
Providence  9  of  God  in  his  Works  11 1.  WorAj  of 
Creation  and  Fi  Ovidence  104,  147,  148.  and  Grace 
jt;.  33.  in,  135,  136.  Good  profif  Men,  not  God 
j 6.  World's  Ha, red  and  Saints  Patience  37.  Wor- 
JJiip  and  Order  of  the  Gofpel  48.  Delight  in  it  84. 
with  Reverer.se  89  99.  Daily  55,  i%\,  141.  in  a 
family  133.  Publc63.  84,  122,  132.  Abfencefrom 
it  63.   Wrath  and  Mercy  from  the  Judgment-Seat  9. 

ry  EAL-  acd   Prudence   09      Ziont   its  Citizcm 


A  TABLE  to  find  any  Psalm 
by  the  firft  Line  of  it. 

Page. 

ALMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  fkies  20 

Are  finners  now  fo  fcnfelefs  grown  29 

Are  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools  105 

Among  th*  aiTemblies  of  the  great  152 

Among  the  princes,  earthly  gods  158 

Awake,  my  foul,  to  found  his  praife  206 

A  wake  ye  faints  :  To  praife  your  King  255 

Almighty  God  appear  and  fave  25 

A  rife,  my  gracious  God,  aj 

And  will  the  God  of  grace  a^j 

Amidft  thy  wrach  remember  fove  74. 

All  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice  23^ 
Along  the  banks  where  Babel's  current  flows  260 

BLEST  is  the  man  who  fhuns  the  place  7 

Bleft  are  the  undefii'd  in  heart  223 

Bieft  are  the  fons  of  peace  2  <-8 

Bieft  is  the  nation  where  the  Lord  63 

Bleft  is  the  man,  whofe  breaft  can  move  Bo 

Bieft  are.the  fouls  who  hear  and  kaow  i6i 

I  Bleft  is  the  man,  forever  bleft  6t 

Ble  fs.  O  my  foul,  the  living  God  190 

Behold  the  morning  fun  40 

IBehold  the  love  the  generous  love  €8 

Behold  us  L?rd,  and  let  our  cry  105 

Behold,  O  God,  what  cruel  foes,  149 

[Behold  che  fure  foundation  ftone  220 

Behold  thy  waiting  fervant,  Lord  230 

[Behold  the  lofty  iky  3g 

I  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne  18,5 

CHildren,in  years  and  k'iow!ed^e  young1  66 

Come  Children,  learn  to  fear  the  lord  68 

^ome,  found  his  praife  abrcad  i-j 

>ome  let  our  voices  join  to  raife  j*r8 

\>nfider  allrey  forrows,  Lord  2^3 

rVWIDrejoic'd  in  God  his  ftrengtb  45 

^   Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record  1.3O 

^    ARLYmy  God,  without  delay  113 

^J  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God  1:4 


A        T    ?A       3      L       El 

FAR.  as  thy  name  is  known 
Father,  1  blefs  thy  gentle  hand 
Father,  I  ling  thy  wondrous  grace 
Firm  and  unmov'd  are  they 
Firm  was  my  health,  my  d-ay  was  bright 
Fools  in  their  hearts  believe  and  uy 
Forever  blefled  be  the  Lord 
Forever  mail  my  fong  record 
From  age  to  age  exalt  his  name 
From  all  that  dwell  below  the  fkirs 
From  deep difirefs  and  troubled  thoughts 
From  foes  that  round  us  rife 

GIVE  thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  above 
Give  thanks  to  God  moft  high 
Give  thanks  to  God,  the  fovereign  Lord 
Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name 
Give  to  our  God  immortal  praife 
Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  faa*e 
God  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 
God  is  the  refuge  of  his  faints 
God,  my  fupporter  and  my  hope 
God  of  eternal  love 
God  of  my  childhood,  and  my  youth 
God  of  my  life  look  gently  down 
God  of  my  mercy  and  my  praife 
Good  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King 
Great  God  attend,  while  Zion  fings 
Great  God  attend  to  my  Complaint 
Greai  God  how  oft  did    Ifiael  prove 
Great  God  indulge  mv  humble  claim 
Great  God  the  heaven's  well  order'd  frame 
Great  God  whofe  univerfal  fway 
Great  is  the  Lord  exalted  high 
Great  is  the  Lord  ;  kis  woi  KS  of  might 
Great  is  the  Lord  our  God 
Grrat  fhepherd  of  thine  Ifrael 

HAD  not  the  God  of  truth  and  love 
Happy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord 
Happv  the  city  where  their  fons 
Happy  the  man  whofc  cautious  icct 


A        T      A      B      L       E. 

[ear  me  O  God ,  nor  hide  thy  face  i  87 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  virion  faid  162 

[elp,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail  2-G 

jle  reigns,  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns  180 

!e  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God  170 

;!igh  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God  69 

ow  bleft  the  man  to  whom  his  God  61 

ow  awful  is  thy  chartering  rod  144 

ow  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy"face  27 

ow  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear  240 

ow  faft  their  guilt  and  forrows  rife  36 

ow  pleafant  tis  to  fee  253 

ow  pleafant,  how  divinely  fair  15,3 

-ow  pleas'd  and  bleft  was  I  241 

!ow  fhall  the  young  fecure  their  hearts  225 

JEHOVAH  reigns  ;  he  dwells  in  light  137 

Jefus  fhall  reign  where'er  the  fun  13,5 

fus,  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  throne  209 

udge  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways  54 

udge  me,  O  God,  and  plead  my  caiife  82 

udges,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws  1 10 

uft  are  thy  ways  and  true  thy  word  37 

oy  to  the  world  :  the  Lord  is  come  183 

f  God  iucceed  not,  all  the  coft  245 

f  Godto  build  the  houfe  deny  246 

love  ths'Lord  :  he  heard  my  cries  217 

waited  patient  for  the  Lord  78 

will  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high  57 

fet  the  Lord  before  my  face,  3 5 

lift  my  foul  to  God  £2 

11  fpeak  the  honours  of  my  King  85 

11  praifemy  maker  with  my  breath  275 

il  blefs  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  £7 

1  anger,  Lord,  do  not  cbaftife  16 

1  thee,  great  God,  with  fongs  of  praife  44 
1  hafte,  O    God,  attend  my  call                    .    131 

I  God's  own  houfe  pronounce  his  praife  285 

,iail  myvaft  concerns  with  thee  265 

1  JudahGod  of  old  was  known  14a 

there  ambition  in  my  heart  2  Ag 

is  the  Lord  our  .Saviour's  hand  189 


A        T      A       B      L       E. 

LET  all  the  earth  their  voiees  raife 
Let  ail  the  heathen  writer*  join 
Let  every  creature  join 
Let  every  tongue  thy  goodnefs  fpeak 
Let  Zicn  pra:fe  the  mighty  God 
Let  Zionand  her  Tons  rejoice 
Let  earth,  with  every  ifie  and  rea 
Let  Zion  in  her  King  rejeice 
Let  Tinners  take  their  courfe 
Let  God  arife  in  all  his  might 
Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
Lord  thou  haft  heard  thy  fervant  Ct  y 
Lord,  I  eftecm  thy  judgments  rigkt 
Lord  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice 
Lord,  thru  haft  feaich'd  and  feen  me  thro* 
Lord,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er 
Loid,  what  was  man,  when  made  at  firft 
Lord,  I  am  thine  '.  but  thou  wilt  prove 
Lord,  thou  haft  feen  my  foul  fincere 
Lord, we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old 
Lord, I  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  fin 
Lord,  when  thou  didft  afcend  en  high 
Lord,  what  a  thoughtlefs  wiexh  was  I 
Lord,  thou  haft  cali'd  thy  grace  to  mind 
Lord,  thou  haft  fcourg'd  our  guilty  land 
Lord,  I  w  ill  b,efs  thee  all  my  da\s 
Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray 
Lord,  in  the  morning  thcu  fhalt  hear  15 

Lord,  I  can  fuffer  thy  rebukes  1  7 

Lord,  I  would  fpread  my  forediflrers  id 

Lord,  if  thine  eyes  furvey  our  faul.J  168 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece  169 

Lord,  til  a  pleafant  thing  to  fiand  J  73 

Lord,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man  270 

Lone  as  I  live  I'll  blels  thy  name 
Lord  of  the  worlds  above  1 56 

Lo  !   what  a  glorious  corner- ftone  »2.i 

Lo,  what  an  entertaining  fight  252 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord  281 

MAKER  and  foveieign  Lord  9 

Merry  and  Judgment  are  my  feng  i9j 


A        TABLE, 

Mine  eye*  and  my  defire  *„ 

My  tiuft  is  in  my  heavenly  friend  17 

My  (hepherd  is  the  living  Lord  48 

My  (hepherd  will  fupply  my  need  49 

My  never-ceafing  fong  (hall  (how  161 

My  foul,  hov/  lovely  is  the  place  i5c 

My  God,  my  everlaftinghope  132 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  friend  132 

My  God,  permit  my  tongue  ng 

My  fpirit  looks  to  God  alone  1 1  * 

My  God  in  whom  are  all  the  fpring*  io» 

My  fpirh  finks  within  me  Lord,  81 

My  Saviour  and  my  King  8 - 

My  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name  50 

My  God,  the  fteps  of  pious  met)  7^ 

My  refuge  «  the  God  of  love  2^ 

My  God,  how  many  are  my  feart  !  g 

My  God,  accept  my  early  vows  2g-. 

My  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God  a6ff 

My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praife  27 1 

My  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel  2S4 

My  foul  lies  cleaving  to  the  duft  2o* 

My  God,  confider  my  diftrefs  £3* 

My  foul,  repeat  his  praife  iq_ 

My  foul,  thy  great  Creator  praife  jof 

"^TO  deep  nor  (lumber  to  his  eyes  25* 
IN    Not  to  oar  names,  thou  only  Juft  &  true  21 R 

Not  to  ourfelves,  who  are  but  duft  2 1  q 

Now  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace  4f 

Now  from  the  roaring  lion's  rage  A. 

Now  let  our  mournful  fongs  record  4~ 

Now  be  my  heart  infpired  to  fmg  gJL 

Now  (hall  my  folemn  vows  be  paid  12? 

Now  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear  a 23 

Now  I'm  convinced,  the  Lord  is  kind  i3g 

OGod  !  to  whom  revenge  belongs  a  7  i- 

O  all  ye  nations  praife  the  Lord  21  g 

O  thou  whofe  grace  and  juftiee  reign  241 

O  happy  man,  whofe  foul  is  fill'd  24c 
Cc 


O  Lord,  how  many  are  my  foes  13 

O  God  of  Grace  aud  righteoufnefs  1 4. 

O  Lord  our  heavenly  King  18 

O  Lord,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great  19 

O  bleffed  fouls  are  they  60 

O  God  of  my  falvation,  hear  159 

O  God,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries  i®6 

O  thou  whofe  juftice  reigns  on  high  108 

O  thou  that  hear'ft  when  finners  cry  xoi 

O  God  of  mercy,  hear  my  call  103 

Oh  that  thy  ftatutes  every  hour  234 

O  happy  nation  where  the  Lord  65 

Oh  blefs  the  Lord,  my  foul  192, 

Oh  for  a  fhout  of  facred  joy  88 

Oh  what  a  ftiff  rebellious  houfe  146 

Oh  that  the  Lord  wouki  guide  my  way*  231 

Oh  how  I  love  thy  holy  law  22S 

Out  of  the  deeps  of  long  diftrefi  248 

Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  paft  167 

Of  juftice  and  of  grace  I  fing  1 86 

PROTECT  us,  Lord,  from  fatal  harm  267 

Preferve  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need  31 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name  254 

Praifeyethe  Lord,  my  heart  (hall  joia  274 

Praife  ye  the  Lord  ;  tis  good  to  raife  276 

Praife  waits  in  Sion,  Lord,  for  thee  1  »• 

RETURN ,  O  God  of  love  return  1 69 

Remember  Lord,  our  mortal  date  i$f 

Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord  62 

SWEET  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace  273 

Save  me,  O  Lord,  from  every  foe  32 

Save  me,  O  God,  the  (welling  floods  J  «6 

Shew  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive  ioo> 

Shine,  mighty  God,  on  Sion,  (bine  123 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  father  fay  55 

Salvation  is  forever  nigh  158 

Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud  1 31 

Sing,  all  ye  nations  to  the  Lord  X28 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  Jehovah's  name  1 77 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  yediftant  land*  179 

Songs  of  immortal  praife  belong  209 


A        T      A      B       L       E. 

Sure  there's  a  righteous  God  13$ 

See  what  a  living  ftone             '  221 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King  173 

TKRO' every  age,' eternal  God,  166 

To  God  I  made  my  forrows  known  268 

ToGod,  the  great,  the  ever  bleft  200 

To  thee,  moft  high  and  holy  God  141 

To  God  I  cry'd  with  mournful  voice  143 

To  thee,  O  Lord,  1  raife  my  cries  56 

To  thee,  O  God  of  truth  and  love  5s 

To  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe  38 

To  thee,  before  the  dawning  light  224 

To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes  238 

To  our  Almighty  Maker,  God  1 83 

.Th'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high  181 

The  Lord  is  come  ;  the  heaven's  proclaim  181 

The  God  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high  1 74 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  174 

The  God  Jehovah  reigns  183 

The  Lord  how  wondrous  are  his  ways  29* 

The  man  is  ever  bleft  8 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  41 

The  Lord  my  fhepherd  i3  $0 

The  earth  forever  is  the  Lord's  59 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light  55 

The  wonders  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought  71 

The'praife  of  Sion  waits  for  thee  117 

The  God  of  our  falvation  hears  118 

'Tis  by  thy  ftrength  the  mountains  ftand  3  20 

The  Lord,  the  Judge  hi*  churches  warns  95 
The  Lord,the  fovereign  fends  his  fummons  forthgO" 

The  God  of  glory  fends  his  fummons  forth  $7 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne  93 

The  King  of  faints,  how  fair  his  face  86 

The  Lord,  the  fovereign  King  194 

The  Lord  appears  my  helper  now  219 

Thy  name,  almighty  Lord  219 

Thy  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord,  204 

Thy  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord  229 

Te&ch  me  the  meafure  of  my  days  %6 

Thrice  happy  man  who  fears  the  Lord  212 


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A        T      A       B      L      JE. 

This  I  refolvM  before  the  Lord  7$ 

Thus  faith  the  Lord,  "  your  work  is  vain  70 

Thus  faith  the  Lord,  "  the  fpacious  field*  ql 

Thus  God  th'  eternal  Father  fpake  SO7 

Thus  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  fea  208 
That  man  is  bleft  who  ftandsin  awe 
This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made 
This  fpacious  earth  is  all  the  LordV 

Thee  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  ftrength  35 

'Twas  in  the  watches  of  the  night  1  J  j 

'Twas  for  our  fake,  eternal  God  130 

'Twas  from  thy.  hand,  my  God,  I  came  263 

Think,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man  16^ 

Thou  God  of  Love,  thou  ever  bJeft  137 

Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God  224 

VAIN  man  on  foolifh  pleafures  bent  203 

Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes  237 

Up  from  my  youth,  may  Ifrael  fay  247 

Vpvvard  I  lift  mine  eyes  236 

Unfha*en  as  the  facred  hill  243 

WE  blefs  the  Lord,  the  jutt  the  good  126 

We  love  thcc,  Lord,  and  we  adore  37 

When  overwhelmed  with  grief  ji2 

When  Ifrael  finn'd,  the  Lord  rep rov'd  *  147 

When  Chrift  to  judgment  (hall  defcend  94 

When  men  grow  bold  in  fin  71 

When  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  ftrong  32 

Whes  the  great  Judge,  fupreme  and  juft  22 

When  I  with  pleafing  wonder  ftand  296 

When  God,  provok'd  with  daring  crimes  205 

When  pain  and  anguifh  feize  me,  Lord  235 

When  Ifrael,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand  214 

When  God  reflor'd  our  captive  ftate  244 

When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name  245 

With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue  261 

With  my  whole  heart  I'll  raife  my  fong  22 

With  fongs  and  honours  founding  loud  278 

With  reverence  let  the  faints  appear  162 

With  earneft  longings  of  the  mind  88 

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Why  fhould  I  vex  my  foul  and  fret  72 

Why  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boaft  73 

Why  did  the  nations  join  to  flay  ii* 

Why  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage  1 1 

Why  ihould  the  haughty  hero  boaft  J 04 

Why  fhould  the  mighty  make  their  boaft  304 

Why  doth  the  proud  infult  the  poor  92 

Why  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow  91 

Why  doth  the  Lord  depart  fo  far  23 

Why  has  my  God  my  foul  forfook  45 

Who  fhall  inhabit  in  thy  hill  29 

Who  flaall  afcend  thy  heavenly  place  30 

Who  will  arife  and  plead  my  right  1/5 

Will  God  forever  caft  us  off  139 

While  1  keep  filence  and  conceal  62 

While  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways  70 

Would  you  behold  the  works    of  God  £03 

What  fhall  I  render  to  nay  God  21S 

With  my  whole  heart  I've  fought  thy  face  232 

YE  fons  of  pride,  that  hate  the  juft  92 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam  join  27S 

Ye  that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord  213 

Ye  fervants  of  th' Almighty  Ring  213 

Ye  fons  of  men,  a  feeble  race  171 

Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice  184 

Ye  holy  fouls  in  God  rejoice  64 

Ye  that  obey  th'  immortal  King  253 

Yet  (faith  the  Lord)  if  David's  race  1 64 


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HYMNS, 

AND 

SPIRITUAL    SONGS, 


Hymn       2. 

A  Song  to  the  Lamb  that  was Jlain.     Rev, 

t   T>EHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 
XJ     Amidft  the  Father's  throne  ; 
Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name, 
And  fongs  before  unknown. 

a  While  angels  worfhip  at  his  feet, 
And  faints  around  him  throng 
The  church  on  earth  with  joy  (ball  meet>  , 
And  join  the  heavenly  fong. 

,3  Eternal  Father  who  (hall  look. 
Thro'  all  thy  fecret  will  ? 
Who  but  the  Son  fhall  take  the  book, 
And  open  every  feat  ? 

4  He  fhall  accomplifh  thy  decrees, 

And  all  thy  wonders  tell  ; 
Lo  !  in  his  fovereign  hand,  the  keys 
Of  heaven,  and  death,  and  hell, 

5  He  hath  redeem'd  cur  fouls  with  blood, 

Hath  broke  the  prisoner's  chain  ; 
Hath  made  us  kings  and  priefts  with  Godj 
And  we  with  him  fhall  reign. 

6  Now,  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  flaiaj 

Be  endlefs  ble flings,  paid  ; 
Whileiaints  and  angels  fill  his  train. 
And  'glories-  crown  his  head* 


gc8  HYMN.      III. 

Hymn     II. 

The  Nativity  ofChrijl.     Luke  i.  30,  &c.  li.  1 

1  T>EHOLD,  the  grace  appears! 
XJ     The  promife  is  fulfill 'd; 
Mary,  the  wondrous  virgin  bears,. 

And  Jefus  is  the  child  ! 

2  To  bring  the  glorious  news, 

A  heavenly  form  appears  : 
He  tells  the  fhepherds  of  their  joySj 
And  banifhes   their  fears, 

3  Go  humble  J "wains  ;  faid  he, 

To  David's  cityjly  ; 
The  proms' d  infant,  born  to  day. 
Doth  in  a  manger  lie. 

4  With  looks  and  hearts  ferene, 

Go,  vijit  Chrijl,  your  King  ; 
And  ftrait  a  flaming  troop  was  feen  j 
The  fhepherds  heard  them  Aug — 

5  Glory  to   God  on  high  f 

And  heavenly  peace  on  earth  :  \ 
Good  will  to  men,  to  angels  joy , 
At  the  Redeemer's  birth ! 

6  In  worfhip  fo  divine, 

Let  faints  employ  their  tongue*  5 
With  the  celeftial  hofts  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  fongs. 

7  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

And  Hmvenly  peace  on  earth, 
Good  will  to  men  to  angels  joy, 
At  our  Redeemer's  birth. 

H        Y        M        N  1 1  J. 

SubmiJJicn  to  affli&ive  providences,    Job  i.  as* 

a  XTAKED,  as  from  the  earth  we  came) 
±M      And  rofe  to  life  at  firft, 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  aaingle  with  ourdufL . 


HYMN      IV.  305, 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  our  own, 
Are  but  fhort  favours  borrow'd  now, 
To  be  repaid  anon, 

3  'Tis  God  who  lifts  our  comforts  high 

Or  finks  them  in  the  grave  ; 
He  gives,  and  (bleffed  be  his  name  I) 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  paflionsthen  I 

Let  each  rebellious  figh, 
Be  filent  at  his  fovereign  will, 
And  every  murmur  die. 
4  If  fmiling  mercy  crown  our  lives. 
Its  p*aifes  fhall  be  fpread, 
And  we'll  adore  the  juftice  too, 
Which  ftrikes  our  comforts  dead. 

H     y      M      N     IV. 

The  invitation  of  the  go/pel.     lfa.  iv.  12,  £&. 

LET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 
And  every  heart  rejoice, 
The  trumpetof  the  gofpel  founds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

Come  all  ye  hungry  ftarving  fouls, 

Who  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  ftrive  with  earthly  toy*,. 

To  fill  th'  immortal  mind  ; 
3  Eternal  wifdom  has  prepar'd 

A  foul-reviving  feaft> 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 

The  rich  provifion  tafte. 

I  Come,  ye  who  pant  for  living  ftreama, 
And  pine  away,  and  die  ; 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirft 
With  fprings  that  never  dry. 


3io  H    Y     M     N      V, 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  fpreading  oceans  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows 
Like  fioodsof  milk  and  wine. 

6  Great  God,  the  treafurts  of  thy  love 

Are  everlafting  mines, 
Deep  as  our  helplefs  miferies  are, 
And  boundlefsas  our  fins. 

Hymn     V. 

EUJednefi  of  go/pel  time.      Ifa.  v.  2,  7,  &C, 

t»  TTOW  beauteous  are  their  feet 
XJ.     Who  ftand  on  Zion's  hill, 
Who  bring  falvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal  ; 

a  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 
How  fweet  the  tidings -are  ! 
"  Zin,  behold  thy  Saviour  king. 
*'  He  reigns  and  triumphs  here. 

j  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  found, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  iong'dto  know 
And  fought,  but  never  found  ! 

4  How  bleftour  ravifh'd  eyes, 

That  fee  this  heavenly  light  ; 
Prophets  and  kings  defir'd  it  long, 
But  dy1d  without  the  fight ! 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, . 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 

Jcrufalem  breaks  forth  in  fongs, 

And  deferts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  difplays  his  arm 

Thro  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God, 


H    Y     M    N      VII.  3u 

Hymn     VI. 
The  triumph  ef  Faith,  Rom.  viii.  33. 

1  *\X7HO  mail  the  Lord's  eleel:  condemn, 

VV     'Tis  God  who  juftifies  their  fouls, 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  ftream, 
O'er  all  their  fins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  mail  adjudge  the  faints  to  hell  ? 
'Tis  Chrift  who  fuffer'd  in  their  ftead; 
And,  the  falvation  to  fulfil, 

Behold  him  rifing  from  the  dead. 

3  He  lives  !  He  lives!  and  fits  above, 
Forever  interceding  there : 

Who  fhall  divide  us  from  his  love, 
Or  what  fhall  tempt  us  to  deipair  I 

4  Shall  persecution,  or  diftrefs, 
Famine,  or  fword  or  nakednefs  ? 

He  who  hath  lov'd  us,  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conquerors  too. 

Faith  has  an  overcoming  power, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour  : 
Chrift  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope, 
Nor  can  we  fink  with  fuch  a  prop. 

Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 

Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below» 

Shall  caufe  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Chrift  our  love. 

Hymn    VII. 
Chrift  Qurjirengtk.  2  Cor.  XII.  7,  9,  i®. 

OH,  let  me  hear  my  Saviour  fay, 
Thy  Jlrength  be  equal  to  thy  day% 
Then  I'll  rejoice  in  deep  diftrefs, 
And  truft  fecure  his  Sovereign  grace, 

My  weaknefs  (hall  my  glory  prove, 
That  power  may  aid  me  from  above  » 


3i*  HYMN      IX. 

When  flefh  is  weak,  my  foul  is  ftrong ; 
Be  grace  my  fhield  and  Chrift  my  fong. 

^  All  things  1  do,  all  fufferings  bear, 

While  God,  my  ftrength  is  with  me  here 
But,  he  withdrawn,  temptations  reign, 
And  pains  and  weaknefs  rife  again. 

4  So  Sampfon,  when  his  locks  were  loft, 
Firft  bow'd  beneath  Philiftia's  hoft  ; 
Shook  his  vain  limbs  with  fore  furprife, 
Made  feeble  fight,  and  loft  his  eyes. 

Hymn     VIII. 

Hofannah  to  Chrift.  Ma.  xxi,  9.  Luke  xix  3$, 

a   TT  OS  ANN  A  to  the  royal  Son, 
JLJL     Of  David's  ancient  line 
His  natures  two,  his  perfon  one, 

Myllerious  and  divine. 

5  The  root  of  David  here  we  find 

And  offspring  is  the  fame  ; 
Eternity  and  time  are  join'd 
In  our  Emanual's  name. 

3  Bled  he  who  comes  to  wretched  men 

With  peaceful  news  from  heaven  ! 
Hofannah  in  the  higheft  ftrain 
To  Chrift  the  Lord  be  given  ! 

4  Let  mortals  ne'er  refufe  to  take 

Hofannah  on  their  tongues, 
Left  rocks  and  ftones  fhould  rife,  and  break 
Their  filcnce  into  fongs. 

Hymn     IX. 

Hope  o/Hiavtn,  by  the  Refurrefiion  o/Chrifti 
ift  Pet.  t,  3,  4,  5. 
a  T>  LEST  be  the  everlafting  God* 
JL>  The  father  of  our  Lord  j 


E    Y     M     N      X*  3^ 

Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd 
His  majefty  ador'd. 

•2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 
And  call'd  him  to  the  Iky, 
"He  gave  our  fouls  a  lively  hope 
That  they  mould  never  die. 

3  What  though  our  fins  have  doomM  our  flefh. 

A  while  with  duft  to 'blend, 
Yet  as  the  Saviour  rifes  firft, 
His  followers  mall  afcend, 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divine 

Referv'd  againft  that  day, 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefii'd, 
And  cannot  wafte  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept, 

Till  full  falyation  come  : 
We  walk  by  faith,  as  ftrangers  here, 
Till  Chrift  fhall  call  us  home. 

Hymn     X, 
Adoption^  i  John,  iii.  &x.  Gal.  vi,  6, 
i  T>  EHOLD,  what  wondrous  grace 
JD  The  Father  has  beftow'd 
On  finners,  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them— fons  of  God  ! 

2  'Tis  no  furprifing  thing 

That  we  mould  be  unknown  ; 
The  Jewifh  world  knew  not  their  kinjr, 
God's  everlafting  Son  : 

3  Nor  can  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  muft  be  made  ; 
But,  when  we  fee  our  Saviour  near* 
We  fhall  be  like  our  head. 
x  We  fhall  no -longer  lie 

Like  flaves,  beneath  the  throne 
D  d 


£14  HYMN       XII. 

Our  Faith  fhall  Abba  Father  cry, 
And  he  the  kindred  own. 

H  v    M   n     XI. 

Salvation,  Righteoufnefs,   and  Jlrength  in  Chrift, 
Ifa.  xiv.  21 — 25. 

1     TEHOVAH  fpeaks— let  Ifrael  hear  ! 
J    Let  all  the  earth  rejoice  and  fear  ; 
While  God's  eternal  Son  proclaims 
His  fovereign  honours,  and  his  names  : 

a  "  I  am  the  laft,  and  I  the  firft, 

"  The  Saviour  God,  and  God  the  juft  ; 

M  Look  up  to  me  from  diftant  lands, 

"  Light,  life,  and  heaven,  are  in  my  hands. 

3  "  I  by  my  holy  naml  have  fworn, 

"  Nor  fhall  the  word  in  vain  return  ; 
"  To  me,  fhall  all  things  bend  the  knee, 
•*  And  every  tongue  feall  fwear  to  me. 

4  "  In  me  alone,  fhall  men  confefs 

<<  Lies  all  their  ftrength  and  righteoufnefs  ; 
•'  But  fuch  as  dare  defpife  my  name, 
**  I'll  clothe  with  everlafting  fhame. 
|  "  In  me,  the  Lord,  fhall  all  the  feed 
"  Of  Ifrael,  from  their  fins  be  freed  ; 
*'  And,  by  their  fhining  graces  prove, 
**  Their  intereft  in  my  pardoning  love.'1 

Hymn     XII. 
Youth  and  Judgment.  Eccl.  xi. 

s  '\Jr^J  ^ons  OT"  Adam,  vain  and  young, 

X     Indulge  your  eyes,  indulge  your  tongue, 

Tafte  the  delights  your  fouls  defire, 

And  give  a  loofe  to  all  your  fire. 
C   Purfue  the  pleafures  you  defign, 

And  cheer  your  hearts  with  fongi  and  wine  ; 


H    Y "    M     N      XIIT.  #% 

Enjoy  the  day  of  mirth — but  know 
There  is  a  day  of  judgment  too  ! 

3  God,  from  on  high,  beholds  your  thoughts, 
His  book  records  your  fecret  faults  ; 

The  works  of  darknefs  ycu  have  done, 
Mult  rife  unveil'd  before  his  throne. 

4  The  vengeance,  to- your  follies  due, 

Should  ftrike  your  hearts  with  terror  through.; 
How  will  you  Rand  before  his  face, 
Or  anfwer  for  his  injured  grace  ? 

5  Almighty  God,  turn  off  their  eyes 
From  works  of  vanity  and  lies  ; 
And  let  the  terrors  of  thy  word 
Awake  their  fouls  to  fear  the  Lord. 


H   T    m   n     XIII. 

Advice  to  Youtk,  Eccl.  xii.  i,  7, 

1  VTOW,  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood4" 
J.N    Remember  your  Creator  God  : 
Behold,  the  months  come  haftening  on, 
When  you  fhall  fay — my  joys  are  gone  I 

2  Behold  the  aged  firmer  gees, 
Laden  wich  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  endlefs  curfes  on  his  head. 

3  The  dull  returns  to  duft  again  ; 
The  foul,  in  agonies  of  pain, 
Afcends  fo  God  ;  not  there  to  dwell, 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  finks  to  hell. 

4  Eternal  king  !  I  fear  thy  name  : 
Teach  me  to  know — how  frail  I  am — - 
And  when  my  foul  muft  hence  remove} 
Give  me  a  manfion  in  thy  love, 


^&  n   y   m   n     xy. 

H  v    M   n     XIV. 

Jujiijication  by  Faith,  not  by  Works. 
Rom.  iii.    19 — 22. 
3  "^  TAIN  are  the  hopes,  the  fons  of  men 
V       On  their  own  works  have  built  ; 
Their  hearts,  by  nature,  all  unclean, 
And  all  their  aftions  guilt. 

s  Let  Jew  and  Gentiles  flop  their  mouths, 
Without  a  murmuring  word, 
And  all  the  race  of  Adam  ftand 
In  guilt  before  the  Lord. 

3  In  vain*  we  afk  God's  righteous  law 

To  juftify  us  now  ; 
Since — to  convince,  and  to  condemn— 
Is  all  the  law  can  do. 

4  Jefus,  how  glorious  is  thy  grace, 

When  in  thy  name  we  truft  ! 
Our  faith  receives  a  righteoufne  fs     . 
V.  ::.zh  mikes  the  (inner  jufi. 

Hymn     XV. 

Regeneration,  Johni.  13.  and  i:, 

1  j\TOT  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 
lN       Nor  rites  which  God  has  given. 
Nor  will  of  rr.an,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 

Can  raife  a  foul  to  heaven. 

2  The  fovereign  will  of  God,  alone 

Creates  0*  heirs  of  grace  ; 

in  the  imag;e  of  his  Son, 
•\  :  ■    •    pf    y It;  i  rare. 

3  rhe  fptrlt,  like  feme  heaventy  wirid3 

Breathes  on  the  (ons  of  flefli  ; 
Creates  anew  the  carnal  mind, 
And  foi  ms  the  man  afrefh. 

4  Our  quickened  fouls  awake — and  rife 

j-i'om  the  long  ficep  of  death  ; 


H'   Y     M     N      XVI.  v 

On  heavenly  things  we  fix  our  eyes, 
And  praife  employs  our  breath. 

H  y   m   n     XVI. 

Htavin  invifible  and  holy,  i  Cor.  ii.  9,  icji 

Rev.  xxi.  27. 

1  "\TOR  eye  hath  feen,  nor  ear  has  heard, 
-IN      Nor  fenfe,  nor  reafon  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd 

For  tbofe  who  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  fpirit  of  the  Lord- 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come  ; 
The  beams  of  glory,  in  his  word, 
Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

2  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  iky, 
And  all  the  regions  peace  ;    1 
No  wanton  lips  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  fee  or  taite  the  blifs.  . 

4  Thofeholy  gates  forever  bar   • 

Pollution,  fin,  and  fhame  ; 
None  fhail  obtain  admittance  there, 
But  folio v/ers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life, 

There  all  the  names  are  found 

The  Hypocrite  in  vain  fhall  ftrive 

To  tread  theJieavenly  ground, 

H   Y    M    n      XVII. 

The  Fail  and  Recovery  cj ~  Maii  ■,-  Or,  Chrift  and  Si 
tan  at  enmity.  Gen.  iii.  1,  i5,  17,  Gal.  iv.  < 
Col.  ii.  i5, 

1   TAECEIV'Dby  fubtle  fnares  of  hell, 
£-J  Adam,  our  head,  our  father,  fell  ; 
His  unborn  race  receiv'd  the  wound, 
And  heavy  cuties  fmote  the  g-rauad. 
X)  d  2 


3t8  HYMN      XVII  r. 

2  Thus  faith  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord- 
But  fatan  found  a  worfe  reward  ; 

"  Let  everlafting  hatred  be 

"  Betwixt  the  woman's  feed  and  thee. 

3  "  The  woman's  feed  fhall  be  my  Son  ; 

"  He  fhall  deftroy  what  thou  haft  done — 
*'  Shall  break,  thy  head  and  only  feel 
11  Thy  malice  raging  at  his  heel." 

4  He  fpake — and  bade  four  thoufand  ycai* 
Roll  on — at  length  his  Son  ap  pears  j 
Angels,  with  joy  defcend  to  earth, 

And  ling  the  bleft  Redeemer's  birth. 
|  Lo,  by  the  fons  of  hell  he  dies  ! 

But,   as  he  hung  'twixt  earth  and  fkies, 
He  gave  their  prince  a  fatal  blow, 
And  triumph'd  o'er  the  powers  below. 


Hymn     XVIII. 

Conviction  of  Sin  by  the  law.     Rom.  vii.  3,  &c. 

1  Y    ORD,  how  fecure  my  confcience  lay, 
JL-*     And  felt  no  inward  dread  ; 

I  liv'd  a  while  without  the  law, 
And  thought  my  fins  were  dead. 

2  My  hopes  of  heaven  were  firm  and  bright^ 

But  fince  the  precept  came 
I  ftand  convifted  by  its  light, 
And  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  I'm  like  a  helplefs  captive  fold, 

Beneath  the  power  of  fin  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  good  I  would, 
Nor  keep  my  confcience  clean. 

4  My  God,  I'll  cry  with  every  breath, 

For  fome  kind  power  to  fave, 
To  break  the  yoke  of  fin  and  death> 
And  thus  redeem  the  Have. 


HYMN      XIX.  319 

Hymn     XIX. 
Love  to  God  and  our  neighbours.     Matt,  xxiu 
i  r  1  iHUS  faith  the  firft,  the  great,  command, 
X       Let  ail  thy  powers  unite, 
To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God, 
With  vigor  and  delight. 

2  Then  fhall  thy  neighbour  next  in  place. 

Thy  warm  affections  prove  5 
And  be  thy  kindnefs  to  thyfelf 
The  meafureof  thy  love. 

3  This  Mofes  and  the  prophets  fpoke, 

And  Jefus  from  above; 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke 
And  all  the  law  is  love. 

4  But  ah,  how  bafe  our  paffions  are  ! 

How  cold  our  blinded  zeal  ! 
Lord  Ell  our  hearts  with  warm  defires, 
To  learn  and  do  thy  will. 

Hymn     XX. 
Ele£lion,fovereign  and  free.     Rom.  ix.  21. 
3  HHHE  potter  moulds  the  pliant  clay, 

JL    And  forms  to  various  fhapes  with  eafej 
Such  is  our  God,  and  fuch  are  we, 
The  fubjefts  of  his  high  decrees, 
a  May  not  the  fovereign  Lord  on  high 
Difpenfe  his  favours  as  he  will, 
Choofe  fome  to  life,  while  others  die. 
And  yet  be  juft  and  gracious  ftill  ? 
3  Shall  man  reply  againft  the  Lord, 
And  call  his  Maker's  ways  unjuft, 
The  thunder  of  whofe  dreadful  word 
Can  crufh  a  thoufand  worlds  to  duft  ? 

£  But,  O  my  foul,  if  truth  fo  bright 
Should  dazzle  and  confound  thy  fight, 


$%o  H    Y     M'  N       XXI. 

Yet  ftill  his  written  will  obey, 
And  wait  the  great  decilive  day. 

,5  Then  fnall  he  make  his  juftice  known, 
And  the  whole  world,  before  his  throne, 
With  joy  or  terror,  fhall  confefs 
His  fovereign  power  and  pardoning  grace. 

Hymn     XXI. 

Mofes  and  Chrift  ;  or.  fin  igainfi  the  laze  S3  gofpd% 

Joh.  i.  17.  He.  iii.  3,  £,  6,  x.  28. 

1  '"J  ^KE  law  by  Mofes  came, 

X       But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love, 
Were  brought  by- Chrift  (a  nobler  name) 
Defcending  from  above. 

2  Amidft  the  houfe  of  God 

Their  different  works  were  done  ; 
Mofes  a  faithful  fervant  ftood, 
But  Chrift— a  faithful  fen.— 

3  Then  to  his  new  command 

Be  ftrift  obedience  paid  ! 
O'er  all  his  father's  houfe.  he  fUr.c? 
The  fovereign  and  the  head. 

4  Tfee  man  who  durfl.defpife 

The  law  which  Mofes  brought, 
Behold  !  how  terribly  he  dies- 
For  his  prefuruptious  fault  ; 

5  But  forer  vengeance  falls 

On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jefus  calls 
And  dare  refill  his  grace. 


c 


H  V  M  N      XXII. 
The  different  Succefs  of  the  Gofpel. 
Cor.  i.  23,  24.  2  Cor.  ii.  16.  1.  Cor.  iii.  6,  7t 
HRIST  and   his  crofs  are   all  our  themejS 
The  myft'ries  which  we  fpeak 


H    Y     M     N        XXIM.  s~i 

Arc  fcandalin  the  Jews  eileem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek  : 

2  Bu-  fouls,  enlightened  from  above} 

With  joy  receive  the  word  ; 
They  fee  what  wifdom,  power,  and  love. 
Shine  in  their    dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  favor  of  his  name 

Rtflorcs  their  fainting  breath  ; 
But  unbelief  perverts  the  fame 
To  guilt  defpair3  and  death. 

4  'Till  God  diffufehis  graces  down* 

Like  fhowers  of  'heavenly  rain. 
In  vain  Apollos  fows  the  ground} 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  Tain. 

Hymn         XXIII. 
Children  devc'ted  to  God.  Gen.  xvii,  7,  10.  Afls  x/i* 

H*   »*i  S3- 
(Fvr  theft  who  practice  Infant  Baplipa  ) 
x  HT^HUS  faith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 
A     ■«  I'll  be  a  God  to 'thee, 
**  I'll  blefs  thy  numerous   race — and  they 
M  Shall  prove  a  feed  far  me." 

2  Abra'm  bcleiv'd  the  prcmis-'dgraeer 

And  gave  his  fens  to  God  ;. 
Bui;  water  feals  the  bleffing  now, 
Which  once  was  feai'd  with -LUod. 

3  Thus  Lydia  fanftify'd  her  houfe, 

When  fhe  receiv'  d  the  word, 
Thus  the  believing  jailor  gave 
Kis  houfhoid  to  the  Lord: 

i.  Thus  later  faints,  eternal  king, 
Thine  ancient  truth  embrace  ; 
To  thee  their  infant  offspring  bring, 
And  humbly  claim  the  grace. 


'322  HYMN        XXV. 

H  v   m   n     XXIV. 

Chrlb'sCompaJzon  to  the  Weak  andTempted,  Heb.  iv* 

15,  10.  &  v.  9.  Mat.  xii.   10. 

1   "TX7ITH  joy -we  meditate  the  grace 
V  V       Of  our  High  Prieft,  above  ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tendern«fs, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

3  Tcuch'd  with  a  fympathy  within, 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame, 
He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mc&Vy 
For  he  has  felt  the  fame. 

3  But  fpotlefs,  innocent,  and  pure, 

The  great  Redeemer  flood  : 
While  fa!  an's  fiery  dartj  he  bore, 
And  did.  refift  to  blood. 

4  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flefh, 

Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears  ; 
And  in  his  Meafure,  feels  afrefh 
What  every  member  bears. 

§  Then  let  our  humble  faith  addrefs 
His  mercy  and  his  power  ; 
.We  fhall  obtain  delivering  grace 
In  the  diftreffing  hour. 

Hymn     XXV. 

Subtniffi'rn  and  Ddivtrance,  Gen.  xxii.  6. 

1  PAINTS,  at  your  heavenly  Father's  word, 
O    Give  up  your  honours  to  the  Lord  ; 
He  fhall  reftore  what  you  refign. 
Or  grant  you  bleffihgs  more  divine. 

2  So  Abra'm,  with  obedient  hand 
Led  forth  his  fon  at  God's  command; 
The  wood,  the  fire,  the  knife  he  took, 
His  arm  prepar'd  the  dreadful  ftroke. 


H  ■  Y     M     N  .      XXVII.  323 

g  "  Abra'm,  forbear,  the  angel  cry'd, 
11  Thy  faith  is  known,  thy  love  is  try'd  ; 
*<  Thy  fon  fhall  live- — and  in  thy  race 
"  Shall  all  the  nations  learn  ray  grace." 

4  Juftin  the  laft  diftrefTinghour 

The  Lord  difplays  delivering  power; 
The  mount  of  danger  is  the  place, 
Where  wefhall  fee  furprifing  grace. 

Hymn     XXVI. 

Pharifee  and  Publican,  Luke  xviii.  xc. 

1   T5  EHOLDhow  finners  difagree, 
JD  The  Publican  and  Pharifee  ! 
One  doth  his  righteoufnefs  proclaim, 
The  other  owns"  his  guilt  and  fhame. 

•3  This  man  at  humble  dillance  ftands, 
And  cries  for  grace  with  lifted  hands  % 
That  boldly  rifes  near  the  throne, 
And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done. 

3  The  Lord  their  different  language  knows, 
And  different  anfwers  he  beftows  : 
The  humble  foul,  with  grace  he  crowns. 
While  on  the  proud  his  anger  frowns. 

4.  'Dear  Father,  let  me  never  be 
i     Join'd  with  the  boafting  Pharifee  ; 
I  have  no  merits  of  my  own, 
But  plead  the  Sufferings  of  thy  Son. 

Hymn     XXVII. 
Holinefs  and  Grace,  Tit.  ii.  10-^13. 

%    CO  let  our  lips  and  lives  exprefs 
O  The  holy  gofpel  we  profefs  : 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  Shine 
To  prove  the  do&rine  all   divine. 
Thus  (hall  we  beft  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  X3ur  Saviour  God  : 


S24  H    Y     M     N        XXIX. 

When  thefalvation  reigns  within 
And  grace  fubdues  the  power  of  fin. 

3  Our  flefh  and  fenfe  muft  be  deny'd, 
Paffionand  envy,  luftand  pride, 

While  juftice,  temperance,  truth,  and  lote, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our    pirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  bleffed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  ftands  leaning  on  his  word. 

H   Y    m   k     XXVIII. 

Love  and  Charity.   1  Cor.  xiii.  2 — 7. 

i    T    ET  Phari  fees,  of  high  efleem, 
.L-i  Their  faith  and  zeal  declare  ; 
All  their  religion  is  a  dream, 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 

2  Love  fuffers  long  with  patient  eye, 

Nor  is  provok'd  in  hafte  ; 

She  lets  the  prefent  inj'ry  die, 

And  long  forgets  the  paft. 

3  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by 

To  feek  her  neighbour's  good  ; 
So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die, 
And  bought  our  lives  with  blood. 

4  Love  is  the  grace  which  keeps  her  power, 

In  realms  of  light  above  ; 
There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  mere, 
But  faints  forever  love. 

Hymn     XXIX. 

Religion  vain  without  Love,  1  Cor.  xiii.  i,  2,  3, 
j   T  TAD   I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
JLjL  And  nobler  fpeech  than  angels  ufe, 
If  lovebeabfent,  I  am  found 
J. ike  tinkling  bmfs,  ?.n  empty  foundj 


H  "Y     M     N       XXX. 

p2  "Were  I  infpired  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell  ; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove3 
Still  I  am  nothing,  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  ftore 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor, 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name— 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 

Be  abfent — all  my  hopes  are  vain  :— 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal9 
1  The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 


J'M 


Hymn     XXX. 

'The  Death  of  a  Sinner. 
Y  thoughts  on  awful  fubje&s  rolij 


Damnation  and  the  dead  ; 
What  horrors  feize  the  guilty  foul 
Upon  a  dying  bed. 

2  Lingering  about  thefe  mortal  fhores3 

She  makes  a  long  delay  ; 
'Till,  like  a  flood  with  rapid  force, 
Death  f weeps  the  wretch  away  ! 

3  Then,  fwift  and  dreadful,  (he  defcend* 

Down  to  the  fiery  coaft  ; 

Among  abominable  fiends, 

Herfelf  a  frightful  ghoft. 

4  There  endlefs  crouds  of  finners  lie, 

Anddarknefs  makes  their  chains; 
Tortur'd  with  keen  defpair,  they  cry. 
Yet  wait  for  fiercer  pains. 

5  Not  all  their  anguifh,  and  their  blood  j 

For  their  own  guilt  attones  : 
Nor  the  compaffion  of  a  God. 
Shall  hearKen  to  their  groans. 

E  e 


3*5  h   y    m  -n     xx?: rr. 

6  Amazing  grace,  which  kept  my  breath, 
Nor  bid -ray  foul  remove 
'Till  I  had  learn'd  my  Saviour's  death, 
And  well  infur'd  his  love  ! 

K  Y    m    n     XXXI. 
The  Death  and  Burial  cfa  Saint. 
i   TX7HY  fhould  we  mourn  departing  friends  ? 
VV       Or  fhake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'lis  but  the  voice  which  Jefus  fends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too 
As  fill  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  wifh  the  hours  more  flow 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

^  Wh)  mould  we  tremble  to  convey 
Tbeir  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  flefh  of  Jefus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  his  faints  be  bleft, 
And  foftened  every  bed  : 
Where  fhould  the  dying  members  reft, 
But  with  the  dying  head  ? 

$  Thence  he  arofe,  afcending  high, 
And  fnew'd  our  feet  the  way  : 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  fouls  fhall  fly, 
And  hail  the  rifing  day. 

-6   Then  let  the  laft  loud  trumpet  found, 
And  bid  our  kindred  rife  ; 
Awake,  ye  nations,  from  the  ground; 
Ye  faints,  afcend  the  fkies. 

■Hymn     XXXII. 

A  Morning  Song. 

NCE  more,  my  foul,  the  rifing  day 
Salutes  thy  waking  eyts  j 


o 


H     Y     M     N       XXXIII.  537 

Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  who  rolls  the  fkies. 

Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats. 

The  day  renews  the  found, 
Wide  as  the  heavens,  on  which  he  fits 

To  turn  the  feafons  round. 

'Tig  he Tupports  my  mortal  frame, 
My  tongue  fhall  {"peak  his  praife  ; 

"My  fins  would  rouze  his  wrath  to  flame— -- 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays  ! 

A  thoufand  wretched  fouls  are  fled 

Since  the  laft  fetting  fun, 
And  yet  thou  lengthened:  out  my  thread,. 

And  yet  my  moments  run. 

Dear  God,  Jet  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

While  I  enjoy  the  light  ; 
Then  fhall  my  fun  in  fmiles  decline,. 

And  bring  a  pleafing night.. 


My  m-n     XXXIII. 

An  Evening  Song. 

a   T"\READ  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  fon< 
£~J     Like  holy  incenfe  rife  ; 
Affift  the  offerings  of  my  tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  fkies. 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day' 
Thy  hand  was  ftill  my  guard  ; 
And  ftill  to  drive  my  wants  away. 
Thy  mercy  flood  prepar'd. 

g  Perpetual  bleffings  from  above 
Incompafs  me  around, 
But  Oh,  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

4  What  have  I  done  for  him  who  dy'«L 
To  fave  my  wretched  foul  ? 


328  H     Y     M     N       XXXV. 

How  are  my  follies  multiply'd, 
Fail  as  my'minutes  roll ! 

i-j  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine, 
To  thy  dear  crofs  I  flee  ; 
And  to  thy  grace  my  foul  refign, 
To  be  renew'd  by  thee. 

6.  Sprinkled  afrefh  with  pardoning  blood, 
I'd  lay  me  down  to  reft  ; 
As  in  th'  embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Saviour's  breaft. 

Hymn     XXXIV. 

Lord's  Day  :  or,  Delight  in  Ordinance:. 

i  TT7ELCOME,  fweetdayof  reft, 
V  V       Which  faw  the  Lord  arife  ; 
Welcome,  to  this  reviving  breaft. 
And  thefe  rejoicing  eyes  ! 

2  The  King  himfclf  comes  near, 

And  feafts  his  faints  to-day  ; 
Here  we  may  fit,  and  fee  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praife,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidft  the  place 

Where  heavenly  glories  fhine, 
Is  fweeter  than  ten  thoufand  days 
In  all  the  joys  of  fin. 

4  My  willing  foul  would  ftay 

In  fuch  a  frame  as  this  ; 
And  fit,  and  fing  hcrfelf  away 
To  everkfting  blifs. 

H   y   M    n     XXXV. 


•s 


Death  and  Eternity. 

Top  down,  my  thoughts,  which  ufe  tt>  rife, 
Converfe  a  while  with  death  : 


X    Y     M     N       XXXVI.  |2j 

Think  how  a  gafping  mortal  lies, 
And  pants  away  his  breath. 

&  His  quivering  lips  hang  feebly  down, 
His  pulfes  faint  and  few  ; 
Then  fpeechiefs,  with  a  doleful  groan, 
He  bids  the  world  adieu. 

g  But  oh,  the  foul,  which  never  dies!. 
At  once  it  leaves  the  clay  ! 
Ye  thoughts,  purfue  it  where  it  flies, - 
And  trace  its  wondrous  way. 

4  Up  to  the  courts  where  angels  dwell, 
It  mounts  triumphing  there  ; 
Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  hell,' 
In  terror  and  defpair  ! 

j  And  muft  my  body  faint  and  die- ! ' 
And  muft  this  foul  remove  ? 
Oh.  for  fome  guardian  angel  nigh. 
To  bear  it  fafe  above, 

£  Almighty  Saviour,  to  thy  hand,. 
Mv  naked  foul  I  truft  : 
My  flefh  fh a  11' wait  thy  kind  command. 
To  mingle  with  the  daft. 

H  v   m  n     XXXVI. 

Frailty  and  Folly. 

3    YTOWThort  and  hafty  is  our  life! 
JlJL      How  vaft  our  fouls  affaiis  ! 
Yet  fenfelefs  mortals  vainly  ftrive 
To  lavifh  out  their  years, 

2    Our  days  run  thoughtfefiy  along 
Without  a  moment's  ftay  ; 
Juft  like  a  flbry,  or  a  fong, 
We  pafs  our  lives  away. 

g  God,  from  on  high,  invites  us  homej 
But  we  march  heedlefs  on  ; 
E  e  a 


S3a  H*    Y     M     N      XXXVII, 

And,  ever  hafting  to  the  tomb, 
Stoop  downward  as  we  run. 

4  How  we  deferve  the  deepeft  hell, 

Who  flight  the  joys  above  ? 
What  chains  of  vengeance  fliould  we  feel. 
Who  break  fuch  cords  of  love  ! 

5  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  fovereigh  grace 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high, 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  fee  falvation  nigh. 


Hymn     XXXVII. 

Breathing  after  the  holy  Spirit. 

a    /^1  OME,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
V-^      With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  facred  love 
In  thefe  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

t  Behold  us  groveling  here  below, 
Engag'd  in  trifling  toys  ! 
Our  fouls  can  neither  fly,  nor  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  fongs, 

In  vain,  we  ftrive  to  rife  ; 
Hofannah's  languifh  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord  !  and  fhall  we  ftill  remain 

In  this  declining  ftate  ? 
Our  love  fo  faint,  fo  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  fo  great  ? 

5  Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Come,  fhed  abroad  a  Savioui's  lovej 
And  that  fhall  kindle  ours. 


HYMN       XXXIX. 
H  y   m   n     XXXVIII. 
Chrift's  Inttrcejjion. 

1  '""PHE  great  Redeemer's  gone 

A       To  ftand  before  our  God, 
To  fprinkie  o'er  the  flaming  throne 
With  his  attoning  blood. 

2  No  flrev  vengeance  now, 

No  burning  wrath  comes  down  ; 
If  jufcice  calls  for  fmners'  blood, 
The  Saviour  fhews  his  own. 

3  Before  his  Father's  eye 

Our  humble  fuit  he  moves  ; 
The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by, 
And  looks,  and  fmiles,  and  .loves. 

4  Now  may  our  joyful  tongues 

Our  Maker's  honor  fing  : 
Jefus,  the  prieft,  receives  our  fongs, 
And  bears  them  to  the  king. 

5  "  On  earth  thy  mercy  reigns, 

"  And  triumphs  all  above  ; 
4<  But,  Lord,  how  weak  our  mortal  ftiains 
"  To  fpeak  immortal  love  ! 


Hymn     XXXIX. 
Hell ;  or Vengeance  of  God. 

i  \K  7ITH  holy  fear,  and  humble  fong, 
*  V     The  dreadful  God  our  fouls  adore  } 
Reverence  and  awe  become  the  tongue 
Which  fpeaks  the  terrors  of  his  power. 

S  Far,  in  the  deep,  where  darknefs  dwells,  * 
The  land  of  horror  and  defpair, 
Juftice  has  builc  a  difmal  heli, 
And  laid  her  fiores  of  vengeance  there. 


33* 


g;«  H     Y     M     N       XL. 

$   There  fatan  the  firft  Tinner  lie;  ; 
And  roars,  and  bites  his  iron  bands  ; 
In  vain  the  rebel  ftrives  to  rife, 
Crufh'd  with  the  weight  of  heavenly  hands, 

4  There  guihy  ghofts,  of  Adam's  race, 
Shriek  out,  and  howl  beneath  thy  rod  ; 
Q^ce  they  could  fcorn  a  Saviour's  grace, 
And  foincens'd.a  dreadful  God. 

^  Tremble,  my  foul,  and  kifs  the  Son— «■ 
Sinner,  obey  thy  Saviour's  call  ; 
Elfe  your  damnation  haftens  on, 
And  opening  hell  awaits  your  fall. 


Hymn     XL. 

Love  to  tke  Creatures  is  dangerous. 
i   T  TOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below  S 
JLX     How  falfe,  and  yet  how  fair  !  ' 
Each  pleafure  hath  its  poifon  too, 
And  ev'ry  fweet — a  fnare. 

C   The  brighteft  things  below  the  fky 
Give  but  a  flattering  light  ; 
We  mould  fufpeft  fome  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  poflefs  delight. 

3.  Our  deareft  joys,  and  neareff.  friends, 
The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  thev  divide  our  wavering  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  ! 

4  The  fondnefs  r.f  a  creature's  love. 
AUures  the  flattering  fenfe  ! 
Th;ther  the  warm  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

$    D:-ar  Saviour    let  thy  beauties  be 
My  foul's  eternal  food  ; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 


H     Y-    M     N      XL  1 1.  333 

Hymn     XLI. 

Short  nefs  of  life  and  goodnefs  of  God. 

1  rTP3lME,  what  an  empty  vapour  'tis  ! 

JL       And  days,  how  fwift  they  arc  I 
Swift  as  a  feather'd  arrow  flies, 
Or  like  a  mooting  ftar. 

2  Our  life  is  ever  oh  the  wing, 

And  death  is  ever  nigh  ; 
The  moment  when  our  lives  begin, 
We  all  begin  to  die. 

3  Yet  mighty  God  i  our  fleeting  day3 

Thy  lafting  favours  fhare  ; 
And  ftill  the  bounties  of  thy  grace,       v 
Enrich  the  rolling  years. 

4  'Tis  fovereign  mercy  finds  us  food, 

And  we  are  cloth'd  by  love  : 
White  grace  Hands  pointing  out  the  road} 
That  leads  our  fouls  above* 

5  Thus  we  began  the  lafting  fong  ; 

And  when  v/e  clofe  our  eyes, 
Let  ages  down  thy  praile  prolong, 
'Till  time  and  nature  dies. 

Hymn      XLI  I. 

God  the  Thunderer  : — Or,   the  lajl  Judgment,  and 

Hell*. 

i    QING  to  the  Lord  ye  heavenly  hefts, 
O     And  let  the  earth,  adore  :  - 
Let  death  and  hell,  thro'  all  their  coafts, 
Stand  trembling  at  his  power. 

2  His  founding  chariot  fhakes  the  fky, 
He  makes  the  cloud  his  throne  ; 
There  all  his  (lores  of  lightning  lie,. 
'Till  vengeance  darts  them  down. 

*  Made  in  a  great  Storm  of  Thunder,  Auguft  10th, 
1697. 


35i  H     Y     M     ^       XLIII. 

3  Before  him  rolls  a  fiery  ftream — 

And  from  his  awful  tongue 
A  fovereign  voice  divides  the  flame, 
And  thunder  roars  along  ! 

4  Think,  O  my  foul,  the  dreadful  day 

When  this  incep.fed  God 
Shall  rend  the  fky,  and  burn  the  fea, 
And  fend  his  wrath  abroad  i 

3  What  fhall  the  wretch,  the  finner  do  ? 
He  once  defy'd  the  Lord  : 
But  he  fhall  dread  the  thunderer  now, 
And  fink  be-neath  his  word. 

$  Tempefts  of  angry  fire  fhall  roll 
To  blaft  the  rebel  worm  ; 
And  beat  upon  his  naked  foul . 
In  one  eternal  ftoim. 


Hymn     XLIII. 

A  Funeral  Thought. 

HARK  from  the  tombs,  a  doleful  four-], 
Mine  ears  attend  the  crv — 
"  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
"   Where  you  muft  fhortly  lie. 

11   Princes,  this  clay  mull  be  your  bed, 

"   In  fpite  of  all  your  tcwers  ; 
"  The  tall,  the  wife,  the  reverend  head 

"   Muft  lie  as  low  as  our's." 

Great  God,  is  this  our  certain  doom  f 

And  are  we.  ftill  fecure  ! 
Still  walking  downwards  to  the  tomb, 

And  yet  prepar'd  no  more  ! 

Grant  us  the  powers  of  quickening  grace, 

To  fit  our  fouls  to  fly  ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flefh| 

We'll  rife  above  the  fky. 


H     Y     M     N       XLV.  22S 

H   Y    M    n      XL  IV. 
Ti<?  Lord's  Day  ;  or,  The  Rcfurreclicn  o/Chrift. 

^  "T>  LEST  morning,  whofe  young  dawning  rays^ 
J3      Behold  our  rifing  God  ; 
Which  faw  him  triumph  o'er  the  duft, 
And  leave  his  dark  abode  ! 
2   In  the  cold  prifon  of  a  tomb 
The  dear  Redeemer  lay  ; 
'Till  the  revolving  fkies  had  brought 
The  third,  th'  appointed  day. 

2  Hell,  and  the  grave,  unite  their  forca 
To  hold  our  God  in  vain  ; 
The  fleeping  Conquerer  arofe, 
Andburft  their  feeble  chain. 

*4  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lor&j 
Thefe  facred  heurs  we  pay  ; 
And  loud  Hofannas  (hall  proclaim 
The  triumph  of  the  day. 

Hymn     XLV. 


TheChriJliau  Warfare. 

TA.ND  up,  my  foul,  fliake  off  thy  fears, 
And  gird  the  gofpel-armour  on; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endlefs  joy. 
Where  Jefus  went  and  claim'd  his  throne. 


*S 


s  Hell,  and  thy  fins  reflft  thy  courfe  ; 
But  hell  and  fin  are  vanquifh'd  foes  ; 
Thy  Jefus  nail'd  them  to  the  crofs, 
And  fung  the  triumph  when  he  rofe. 

3  Then  let  my  foul  march  boldly  on, 
Prefs  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate  j 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 
And  glittering  robes  for  conquerers  wait* 

*£  There  fhall  I  wear  a  ftarry  crown, 
Aaa  triumph  in  Almighty  grace  $ 


336  H    Y     M     N      XL  VI. 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  fkies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praife. 

Hymn     XLVI. 

Salvation. 

i    QALVATION!  Oh,  the  joyful  fouad ! 
kj)     'Tis  pleafure  to  our  ears  ; 
A  fovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Eury'd  in  forrow,  and  in  fm, 
At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay ; 
But  we  arife,  by  grace  divine, 
To  fee  a  heavenly  day. 

3"  Salvation!   let  the  echo  fly 
The  fpacious  earch  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  fi  y 
Confpire  to  raife  the  found. 

Hymn     XLVII. 
.  Lok  on  kirn  whom  they  pierced,  and  mourn. 
NFINITE  grief !   mazing  woe  ! 


i 


Behold  my  bleeding  Lord  ! 
Hell  and  the  Jews  confpire  his  death, 
And  ufe  the  Roman  fword. 

2  Oh  !  the  fharp  pangs  of  fmarting  pain 

My  dear  Redeemer  bore, 
When  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns, 
His  facred  body  tore  ! 

3  But  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns, 

In  vain  do  I  accufe  ; 
In  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  bands, 
And  more  infulting  Jews  : 

4  'Twcre  vou,myfins,  my  cruel  fins, 

His  chief  tormentors  were  ; 
Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  nail  ; 
And  unbelief — the  fpeer. 


H     Y     M     N      XLIX.  $$ 

^  :'Twere  you  that  puil'd  the  vengeance  down 
Upon  his  guiitlefs  head  ; 
Break,  break,  my  heart — Oh,  burft  mine  eyes3 
And  let  my  forrows  bleed  ! 

6  Strike,  mighty  grace,  my  flinty  foul, 
Till  melting  waters  flow  ; 
And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  eyes 
In  undiffembled  woe  ! 

H  Y   m   n     XLVIII. 

The  Book  cf  God's  Decrees, 

1  T    ET  all  the  race  of  creatures  lie 
1~J     Abas;d  before  their  God  : 
Whate'er  his  fovereiga  voice  has  form 'A 

He  governs  with  a  nod. 

2  Ten  thoufand  ages  ere  the  fkies 

Were  into  motion  brought  ; 
All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come 
Stood  prefent  to  his  thought. 

3  If  light  attend  the  courfe  I  run, 

'Tis  he  provides  the  rays  ; 
And  'tis  his  hand  which  hides  my  fun9 
If  darknefs  cloud  my  days. 

4  Yet  I  would  not  too  far  enquire, 

Nor  vainly  long  to  fee 
In  volumes  of  his  deep  decrees, 
What  lines  are  mark'd  for  me. 

|  When  he  reveals  the  book  of  life, 

Oh,  may  'I  read  my  name 

Among  the  chofen  of  his   love 

The  followers  of  the  Lamb. 


WH 


Hymn     XLIX. 

The  World's  Three  chief  Temptations. 

""EX,  in  the  light  of  faith  divine, 

We  look  on  things  below} 

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233  ~H    Y     M     N      L. 

Honor,  and  gold,  and  fenfual  joy, 
How  vain  and  dangerous  coo. 

2   Honor's  a  puff  of  noify  breath  ; 
Yet  men  expofe  their  blood, 
And  venture  everlasting  death, 
To  gain  thatairy  good. 

3  V.rhil ft;  others  Ilarve  the  nobler  mind» 

And  feed  on  fhining  duft  ; 
They  rob  the  "iei  pent  of  his  food, 
T'  indulge  a  fordid  luft. 

4  The  pleafures  which  allure  the  fenfe, 

Are  dangerous  fnares  to  fouls  ; 
Thcrefs  but  a  drop  of  flattering  f  weet, 
And.  dafh'd  with  bitter  bowls, 

£  God  is  mine  all-fufncient  good, 
My  portion,  and  my  choice  ; 
In  him  my  vaU  defires  arc  fill'd, 
And  all  my  powers  rejoice. 

£  In  vain  the  world  accofts  my  ear, 
And  tempts  my  heart  anew  ; 
I  cannot  buy  your  blifs  fo  dear, 
Nor  part  with  heaven  for  you. 

Hymn     L, 

Chrifl's  Ccmmijfion,  Johniii.   16,  17. 

s  f~^  OME,  happy  fouls,  approach  your  Godj 
V.^      With  new  melodious  fongs  ; 
Come,  tender  to  almighty  grace 
The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 

a  So  ftrange,  fo  boundlefs  was  the  love 
Which  pity'd  dying  men, 
The  Father  fent  his  equal  Son 
To  give  them  life  again. 

3  Thy  hands,  my  Saviour,  were  not  arm'd 
With  a  revenging  rod  j 


h  y   m-  n     lit,-  g$s 

JTor  had  commiiTior.  tc  perforin 
The  vengeance  of  a  God. 

4  But  all  was  mercy — all  was  love 
And  wrath  forfook  the  throne  ; 
When  Chrift  defcend;d  from  abeve? 
And  brought  falvation  down, 

H  y   m  n     LI. 

God-glorified  in  the  Go/pel. 

l  rT",HE  Lord,  defcendimr  from  above, 
s.        luvites  his  children  near  ; 
VvThiIe  power  and  truth,  and  boundlefs  love 
Difplay  their  glories  here. 

g  Here  in  thegofpel'-s  wondrous  frame} 

Frefh  wifdom  we  may  view  ; 

A  thoufand  angels  learn  tky  name. 

Beyond  whate'erthey  knew* 

§  Thy  name  is  writ  in  fairefl  lines, 
Thy  wonders  here  we  trace  ; 
Wifdom  thro'  all  the  myftery  fhines^ 
It  fhines  in  Jefus'  face, 

4  The  law  its  beft  obedience  owes 
To  our  incarnate  God  ; 
And  thy  revenging  juftice  fhov/S 
Its  honors  in  his  blood. 

j  But  flill  the  luftre  of  thy  grace 

Our  warmer  thoughts  employs  ; 
Gilds  the  whole  fcene  with  brighter  rays, 
Aadmore  exalts  our  joys. 

Hymn     LI  I.' 

Circumcifion  and  Baptifm; 

(Written  only  for  thofe  zoho  practice  the  Baptifm  of 
Infants.) 

2   |^\NCE  did  the  fons  of  Abra?m  pafs 
%*J     Benealh  the  bloody  feal  of  grace  \ 


340  HYMN       LIU. 

The  young  dtfciples bore  the  yoke, 
'Till  Chrift  the  painful  bondage  broke, 

2.  By  milder  ways  doth  Jefus  prove 
His  Father's  covenant,  and  his  love  ; 
lit  Teals,  to  faints  his  glorious  grace, 
And  kindly  owns  their  infant  race. 

3  Their  feed  is  fprinkled  with  his  blood. 
Their  children  let  a-part  for  ( 

His  fpirit  on  their  offspring's  flied, 
.  Like  water  pour:d  upon  the  head. 

a  Let  every  faint,  with  cheerful  voice, 
J  n  this  large  covenant  rejoice  ; 
Young  children,  in  their  early  days, 
Shail  give  the  God  of  A'ora'm  praife. 

H    Y    M    N      Li  II. 
The  example  o/Xhriit. 

1  TV/T^"  ^car  R-ec>eemer5  an<*  mY  Lordj 
-LVX  I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word  : 
But  in  thy  life  tby  law  is  beft 

In  living  characters  expreft. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  fuch  thy  zeal — 
Such  dctcrtuce  to  thy  Father's  will — 
Such  love,  and  mceknefs,  fo  divine, 

I  would  tranferibe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3. Cold  mountains,  and  the  midnight  air> 
Witnc  fs'd  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer  ; 
The  defert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  viftory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern — make  die  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  : 

Then  G^d,  the  Jiadgc,  fhall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 


H     Y.    M     N       LV.  $6.i 

Hymn     L1V. 

The  Dcceitfulnefs  of  S in . 

i    Q1N  has  a  th'oufand  treacherous  arts 
O  •  To  pra&ke  on  the(  mind  ;  . 
With  flattering  looks  fhe  tempts  our  hearts -, 
But  leaves  a  iling  behind. 

2  With  names  of  virtues  fhe  deceives 

The  aged  and  the  young  ; 
And,, while  the  heedleis  wretch  believe;. 
She  makes  his  fetters  firong. 

3  She  pleads  for  all  the  joys  fhe  brings, 

And  gives  a  fair  pretence  ; 
But  cheats  the  foul  of  heavenly  things,. 
And  chains  it  down  to  fenfe* 

4  So,  on  a  tree  divinely  fair, 

Grew  the  forbidden  food  ; 
Our  mother  took  the  poifon  theres 
And  tainted  all  her  blood. 

H  v   m   n     LV. 

ChriJUan  Virtues. 

3    QTRAIT  is  the  way,  the  door  is  ftrait3 
O     Which  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
'Tis  but  a  few.  who  And  the  gate, 
While  crouds  miflake  and  die. 

2  Be!oved_/e/,rmuft  be  der.y'd, 

The  mind  and  will  renew'd, 
Paffion  fupprefs'd,  and  patience  try'd. 
And  vain  defires  fubdu'd,  . 

3  The  love  of  gold  be  banifhed  hence,  . 

(That  vile  idolatry) 
And   every  member,  every  fenfe 
In  fweet  fupjeCtion  lie. 


342  H     Y     M     N       LVII. 

4  The  tongue,  thatmoft  unruly  power, 
Requires  a,  ftrong  refhaint : 
We  muil  be  watchful  every  hour, 
And  pray,  but  never  faint. 

$  Lord  !  can  a  feeble  helpiefs  worm 
ii  a  tafk  fo  hard  ? 
Thy  grace  mutt  ail  my  work  perform, 
And  give. the  free  reward. 

Hymn     LVI. 

Communion  with  Chrift  and  with  Saints, 
i   Cor.  x.  i6,   17. 

1  TESUS  invites  his  faints 

fj      To  meet  around  his- board  ; 

Here  pardon!d  rebels  fit  and  hold 

Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  For  food  he  gives  his  flefh  ; 

He  bids  us  drink  his  blood  : 
Amazing  favour  !   matchlefs  gractj 
Of  our  defcending  God  ! 

3  This  holy  bread  and  wine, 

Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 
By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  intereftin  his  death. 

4  Our  heavenlv  Father  calls 

Chrift  and  his  members  one  i 
We  the  young  children  of  his  love, 
And  he  the  firft-born  Son. 

5  Let  all  our  powers  be  join'd 

His  glorious  name  to  raife  : 
Pleafure  ind  love  fill  every  mind, 
And  every  voice  be  praife. 

Hymn     LVII. 

The  Memorial  ef  our  abfent  Lord,  John  xvi.    i5. 

Luke  x.xii,   19.     John  xiv.   3. 
1  rT~*HE  Lord  afcends  above  the.  fkies, 

X      Where  our  weak  kufes  reac  h  kirn  not ; 


H.   Y     W    N      LVIIT,  34|> 

And  carnal  obje&s  court  our  eyes, 

To iiiruft  the  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

a  He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have^ 
That  lofe  the  memory  of  his  face  ; 
And,  to  refrefh  our  minds,  he  gave  • 
Thefe  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 

5  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  fpread 
With  his  own  flefh  and  dying  bloodj 
We.on  the  rich  provifion  feed, 
And  tafte  the  wine^.and  blefs  our  God; 

4  Let  finful  fweets  be  all  forgot, 

And  earth  grow  lefs  in  our  efteem  ; 
Chrift  and-his  love  fill  every  thought. 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him* 

*;  Whilft  he  is  abfent  from  our  fight, 
sTis  to  prepare  our  fouls  a.place  ; 
That  we  may  live  in  heavenly  light, . 
And  dwell  forever  near  his  face, 

H  y   m   n     LVIII, 

ChTib  Crucify' d;  the  Wifdom  and  PoioerofGod, 

1  "STATURE  with  open  volume  ftands, 

X  >i    To  fpread  her  Maker's  praife  abroad  % 
i  And  every  labour  of  his  hands, 
Difplays  the  wifdom  of  a  God  : 

2  But  in  the  grace  which  refcu'd  man. 
His  brighter!  form  of  glory  fhines  ; 
Here,  on  the  crofs,  'tis;faireft  drawn 
In  precious  blood,  and  crimfon  lines, 

3  Here  I  behold  his  inmoft  heart, 

Where  grace  and  vengeance  ftrangely  join  » 
Piercing  his  Son  with  fharpeft  fmart, 
To  make  the  purchas'd  pleafures  mine. 

4  Oh  !  the  fweet  wonders  of  that  crofs, 
WJiere  God,  theSayiour,  lov'dand.dy'd  2 


344  H     Y     M     N       LX. 

Her  nobleft  life  my  fpirit  draws 
From  his  dear  wounds,  and  bleeding  fideo 

5   I  would  forever  fpeak  his  name 
"In  founds  to  monal  ears  unknown, 
With  angels  join  to  praife  the  Lamb| 
And  woifhtp  at  his  Father's  throne. 

Hymn     LIX. 

The  Go/pel  Feaji.     Luke  xiv.   iS,  &c.-= 

i    T  TOW  rich  are  thy  provifions,  Lord  ! 
XjL   Thy  table  fuinifn'd  from  above! 
The  fruits  of  life  o'er  fpread  the  b 
The  cup  o'ei  flows  with  heavenly  love. 

a  Thine  ancient  family,  the  Jew?, 
Were  firft  invited  to  the  feail  : 
We  humbly  take  what  they  refufe  - 
And  Gentiles  thy  falvation  tafte. 

3  We  are  the  poor,  the  blind,  the  lame  ; 
And  help  was  fsr,  2nd  d:ath  was  nigh  S 
But  at  the  gofpel  call,  we  came, 

And  every  want  receiv'd  fupply. 

4  From  the  high  wav  which  leads  ton/ 
From  paths  of  darknefs  and  defpair. 
Lord,  we  are  come  v.ith  thee  to  dwell, 
And  feel  thy  gladfome  prefence  here. 

£  Our  everlafting  love  fhall  flow, 
To  him  who  left  his  bleft  abode, 
And  fought  thefer  darkfome  realms  below, 
To  bring  us  wanderers  back  to  God. 

Hymn     LX. 

Our  Lord  jefus  a  Table, 

1  T^HE  memo:  ;.ng  Lord 

JL       Awak  il  tongue : 

How  rich  he  f oread  h  ..:d. 

Add  blef-'d  the  food,  and  fung. 


H    Y     M     N-      IX  I.  345 

2  Happy  the  man  who  eat  this  bread! , 
But  doubly  biefs'd  was  he 
Who  gently  bow:d  his  loving  head, 
'    And  lean'dit,  Lord,  on  thee. 

3 -By  faith  the  fame  delights  we  tads 
As  that  great  favourite  did, 
And  fit  and  lean  on  Jefus'  breafrv 
And  take  the  facred  bread. 

4.  Down  from  the  palace  of  the  fkies  \ 
The  King  of  grace  defcends  i 
*'   Come  my  beloved,  ea^  (he  cries) 
"  And  drink  falvatiots  friends.'-' 

5  Hofannah  to  his  bounteous  love, 
For  fuch  a  feaft  below  ! 
And  yet  he  feeds  his  faints  above 
With  nobler  blefuogs  too. 

6.  Come  the  dear  day,  the  glorious  hour*  . 
That  brings  our  fouls  to  God. 
Then  we  fha!i  need-thefe  types  no  morSj 
B:ut  taiie  the  heavenly  food. 

H  y.  m   n     L'XT. 

Grace  and  Glory  by  the'  Death  of  Chrift. 

1  \%T^^^^  hning  roand  our  father's  board*. 

V'V       We  raife  our  tuneful  breath  ; 
Our  faith  beholds  our  dying  Lcrd3 
And  dooms  our  fins -to  death. 

2  We  fee  the  blood  of  Jefus  fhed, 

Whence  all  our  pardons  rife, 
The  finner  views  th'  atonement  rnaddj 
And  loves  the  facrifice. 

Thy  cruel  thorns  thy  fhameful  crofs  ; 

Procure  us  heavenly  crowns  : 
Gur  gain  arifes  from  thy  lofs  ; 

Our  healing,  from  thy  wounds. 


£4*  HYMN     LXII, 

'4  Not  all  the  race  of  mortals  here, 
i  dwell  in  feeble  clay, 
For  thee  can  equal  fufferings  bear* 
Or  equal  thanks  repay. 


H  y    M   n     LXII. 

Divine  Glories  avd  Graces. 

t    T  TOW  fair  thyglorie?  here  difplav'd, 
1~X      Great  God,  how  bright  they  fhine 
While  at  thy  word  we  bre~.k  the  bread, 
And  pour  the  flowing  wine  i 

e  Here  tliy  revenging  juftice  (lands, 
And  pleads  its.drcadful  caufe  : 
Herrfdvinp  mercy  fpreads  her  hands. 
Like  jefuo  on  tfid  crofs. 

g  Thy  faints  attend  with  every  grace 
Oil  th's  great  faenfice  ; 
And  love  apr-ears  with  cheerful  face, 
And  raiu;  with  lifted  eyes.- 

4  Our  cheerful  hope  that  waiting  fits, 
To  heaven  dirccls  her  Tight ; 
Here  every  warmer  paiTion  meets, 
And  ttronger  pow  ers  unite. 

$   Zeal  and  revenge  perform  their  part, 
And  rifing  fin  deflroy  ; 
Repentance  comes  with  aching  heart, 
Yet  ne'er  forbids  the  joy. 

6  Dear  Saviour  change  our  faith  to  fight. 
Let  fin  forever  die  ; 

Then  fhall  our  fouls  be  all  delight. 
And  every  tear  be  dry. 


H    Y     M     N       LXIV,  ^7 

Hymn     LXIII. 
Our  Saviour  prefent  at  his  Table* 

COME  let  us  join  the  facred  fong 
To  our  afcending  Lord.  ; 
Ye  faints  and  angels  round  his  throne. 
And  we  around  his  board. 

'  3   Tho'  rais'd  beyond  the  worlds  of  Hght| 
His  brighter  glories  fhine, 
Where  purer*  fouls  enjoy  the  fight 
And  prefence  more  divine, 

3  Yet  here,  unfeen  by  mortal  eyes. 
The  boundlefs  God  refides, 
Renews  the  atoning  facriflce 
And  o'er  the  feaft  prefides. 

-4  Let  every  hand  that  fhares  the  food 
And  every  heart  with  fear, 
Feel  the  full  prefence  of  the  God9 
That  fpreads  his  bounties  here, 

§  But  oh,  the  love,  the  wondrous  love 
The  bleeding  Lord  difplays, 
Shall  earth's  united  fongs  improve} 
And  heaven's  eternal  praife, 


H  Y    M    N     LXIV. 

Invitation  to  the gofpel-fcaft. 
3  nniLE  King  of  heaven  his  table  fpreadfj 
jL       And  daintier  crown  the  board  J 
Not  paradife  with  all  its  joys 
Could  fuch  delight  afford. 

■8  Lo  in  the  blood  that  Jefus  fhed, 
To  raifethe  foul  to  heaven, 
Pardon  and  peace  for  dying  men^ 
And  endlefs  life  is  given, 


543        -         H     Y     M     N       LXV. 

3  Ye  hungry  poor  that  long  have  ftarv'd 

In  fins  dark  mazes,  come  : 
Come  from  the  hedges  and  highways 
And  grace  fhall  find  you  room. 

4  Millions  of  fouls,  in  glory  now, 

Were  fed  and  fe ailed  here, 
And  millions  more,  ftill  on  their  way, 
Around  the  board  appear. 

^  All  things  are  ready,  come  away. 
Nor  weak,  excufes  frame  ; 
Affume  your  places  at  the  feaft, 
And  blefs  the  founder's  name. 


1  E 


H  y    mm     LXV. 

Innumerable  mercies  acknowledged. 

glad  amazement,  Lord,  I  (land, 
Amidft  the  bounties  of  thy  hand  J 
How  numbcriefs  thofe  bounties  are  ! 
How  rich,  how  various  and  how  fair  ! 

C  But  oh,  what  poor  returns  I  bring  ! 
What  litelefs  fongsof  praife  I  fing  ! 
Lord,  I  confefs,  with  humble  fhame, 
My  offerings   fcarce  deferve  the  name. 

3  Fain  would  my  labouring  heart  devifc 
Soros  nobler  gift  and  facrifice  ; 

It  fmks  beneath  the  mighty  load 
That  I  mould  render  to  my  God. 

4  To  him  I  confecrate  my  praife, 
And  vow  the  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Enlarge  my  foul  with  grace  divine, 
And  make  it  worthier  to  be  thine. 

5  Give  meat  length  an  angel's  tongue, 
To  found  thro'  heaven  the  grateful  fong  : 
A  theme  fo  great  my  voice  fhall  raiie, 
And  crown  eternity  with  praife. 


H  "Y    M    N    LXVI,    ■ 

Hymn     LXVI. 

For  a  vacant  Congregation. 
i   f~\  God  10 5  heaven,  whofe  gentle  ray, 
V-/  Illumes  the  worlds  of  light, 
Thy  wifdom  rules  the  realms  of  day, 
And  leads  the  hoft  of  night. 

2  Behold  thy  waiting  fervants  ftand, 
And  claim  with  feeble  cries, 
Some  fkilful  guide  with  gentle  han«l 
To  lead  us  to  the  flues. 

•3  While  abfent  from  thy  temple,  Lord, 
Like  wandering  flocks  we  ffcray 
We  3ofe  the  memory  of  thy  word 
And  wafte  the  facred  day. 

4  And  when,  within  thefe  walls  of  thine 

We  find  our  wonted  place  ; 
How  faint  our  feeble  voices  join 
To  feek  thy  pardoning  grace. 

5  Almighty  faviour,  hear  our  prayer. 

Some  chofen  fervant  raife, 
For  us  the  bread  of  life  to  fhare 
And  help  our  lips  to  praife. 

£  Then  in  thy  houfe,  with  joy  unknov/s 
We'll  raife  a  nobler  fong, 
Till  we  fhall  meet  around  thy  throne. 
And  join  the  heavenly  throng 

Hymn     LXVII. 

For  a  New-Year's  Day, 
3  T^TERNAL  Source  of  every  joy, 
X_j  Thy  praife  fhall  every  voice  employs 
While  we  within  thy  courts  appear, 
And  flog  the  bounties  of  the  year. 

ft  As  worlds  of  glory  round  thee  roll, 
Thy  hand  foppons  the  ftedfaft  pole 

Gg 


m 


S5o  HYMN        LXVIII. 

Directs  the  fun  what  hour  to  rife, 
And  darknefs  when  to  veil  the  fkies. 

3  The  flowery  Spring  at  thy  command 
Embalms  the  air,  and  paints  the  land  ; 
The  blazing  beams  of  Summer  fhine 
To  raife  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand  in  Autumn  richly  pours 
The  copious  fruits  along  the  mores, 
While  wintry  ftorms  dine£t  eur  eyes 
With  fear  and  wonder  to  the  flues. 

5  Seafons,  and  months,  and  week -,  and  <Iay3 
Demand  returning  fongs  of  praife  ; 

The  opening  light  and  evening  fhade 
Shall  fee  the  cheerful  homage  paid. 

a  And  Oh,  may  our  harmonious  tongues 
>  In  worlds  unknown  purfue  the  fongs  { 

And  in  thofe  brighter  courts  adore. 

Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more 

Hymn     LXVIII. 

A  Hymn  for  Marriage, 

a   (^  RE  AT  God,  who  form'd  for  focial  joys, 
vJ  Our  natures  by  thy  power  and  gr*ce, 
And  join'd  in  bleft  connubial  ties, 
The  parents  of  our  favour'd  race. 

3B  Our  Saviour,  our  afcended  Lord,' 
In  Cana  once  a  heavenly  gueft, 
Whofe  bounty  cheer 'd  the  friendly  board 
Whofe  prefence  grae'd  the  nuptial  fealt. 

3  Attend  with  fmiles  of  heavenly  love, 
The  pair  thyfacred  laws  combine; 
Their  union  blefs,  their  vOws  approve^ 
And  crown  the  rites  with  grace  divia«« 

£et  love  aflift  their  mutual  toils,     ¥ 
And  every  fociaLblifs  beftow* 


H    Y    M    W       1XIX.  *5j? 

Iricreafe  each  joy  with  friendly  fmiles, 
And  fhare  and  foften  every  woe. 

5  While  each  a  kindly  aid  imparts, 

To  run  fecure  the  heavenly  race; 
And  make  their  dwelling  ar.d  their  hearts, 
Perpetual  temples  of  thy  praife. 

6  When  death  dtfiolvesthefe  facred  ties, 

May  each  to  happier  realms  remove  : 
There  meet  and  range  the  peaceful  Ikiesy 
In  bands  of  everlafticg  love. 

h'y-m-k    LXIX. 

Chrijl's  Afcention. , 

1  '  T  TALL  the  day  that  fees  him  rife, 

ii.   Ravifh'd  from  our  wifhful  eyes  f 
Chrift  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
Re-afcends  his  native  heaven; 
There  the  pompous  triumph  waitSj 
Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ; 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  fcene, 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in. 

2  Him  tho'  higheft  heaven  receives, 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves  ; 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calh  mankind  his  own  ; 

Still  for  us  he  intercedes,  * 

Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads, 
Next  himfelf  prepares  a  place. 
Harbinger  of  human  race. 

3  Mafter,  may  we  ever  fay, 
Taken  from  our  world  away, 
See  thy  faithful  fervants,  fee, 
Ever  gazing  up  to  thee  ; 

Grant,  though  parted  from  our  £ght4 
High  above  yon  azure  height,  < 
Grant  our  fouls  may  thither  rife, 
Fallowing  thee  beyond  the  {kies. 


35fl  HYMN      LXX. 

4  Ever  upward  let  us  move, 
Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love  ; 
Loking  when  our  Lord  fhall  comef 
Longing  for  a  happier  home; 
There  we  fhall  with  thee  remain, 
Partners  of  thine  endlefs  reign"; 
There  thy  face  unclouded  fee, 
find  a  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee. 


Hymn     LXX* 

The  Pilgrim's  Song. 

1  T3  ISE,  my  foul,  and  ftretch  thy  wings, 
XV     Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 

Rife  from.tranfnory  things, 

Tow'rds  heaven  thy  native  place  : 

Sun  and  moon,  and  ftars,  decay, 

Time  fhall  foon  this  earth  remove; 

Rife,  my  foul,  and  hafteawtay 
To  feats  prepar'd  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  ftay  in  all  their  courfe, 
Fires  afcending  feek  the  fun, 

Both  fpeed  them  totheir  fource; 
So  a  foul  that's  born  of  God, 
~       Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face  5 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  r«ft  in  his  embrace. 

Flv  me,  riches  ;  flv  me,  carej, 

While  I  that  coal*  explore, 
Flattering  world,  with  all  thy  fnarei, 

Solicit  me  no  more; 
Pilgrims  fix  not  here  their  home, 

Strangeis  tarry  but  a  fright, 
When  the  laft  dear  morn  is  couiCj 

They'll  rife  to  joytul  light. 


ANTHEMS.  3$$ 

4  Ceafe,  ye  pilgrims,  ceafe  to  mourn, 
Prefs  onward  to  the  prize  j 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  ikies  i 
Yet  a  feafon,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given  % 
All  our  forrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchang'd  for  heaven, 

Endcfthe  H  Y  M  N  S 

ANTHEM.     From  Job,  VII. 

IS  there  not  an  appointed  time  to  man  upon  earth  ? 
Are  not  his  days  alfo  as  the  days  of  an  hireling? 
I'm  made  to  poffefs  months  of  vanity,  and  weari- 
fome  nights  are  appointed  to  me.  When  I  lie 
down,  I  fay,  When  fhall  I  arife,  and  the  night  be 
gone  ?  I'm  full  of  tcffings  to  and  fro,  unto  the  daw., 
ning  of  the  day.  My  flefh  is  cloth'd  with  worms, 
and  clods  of  dud  ?  my  fkin  is  broken,  and  become 
loathfome,  I  loath  it,  I  would  not  live  always-: 
let  me  alone*  for  my  days  are  vanity.7  My  days 
are  fwifter  than  a  weaver's  fhuttle,  and  are  fpent 
without  hope.  Oremember  that  my  life  is  wind! 
mine  eye  fhall  no  more  fee  good.  As  the  cloud  is 
confumed,  and  vanifheth  away;  fo  he  who  goeth 
down  to:  the  grave,  fhall  come  up  no  more  ;  for 
now  fhall  I  fleep  in  the  duft,  and  thou  fhalt  feek 
me  in  the  morning,,but  IJhallnol  be. 

ANTHEM,     from  sundry  Scriptures. 

ARISE,  fhine,OZion,  for  thy  light  is  come,  and 
the  glory  of  the  Lord  is  rifen  upon  thee  :  And 
the  Gentiles  fhall  come  to  thy  light,  and   King's  to 
the-bxightaefe-of  thy  rifir.g\  Sing,  fing,  O  HeaTens, 
G  g  a 


354  ANTHEMS 

and  he  joyful,  O  earth,  for  behold,   I  bring  you  . 
glad  tidings  of  great  joy,  which  fhall  be  to  all  peo-  . 
pie.  For  unto  you  is  born  this  day,  in  the  city  of 
David  a  Saviour,  who  is  .Chrift  the  Lord.   Glory  be 
to  God  on  high,  and  on  earth  peace,  good  will  to- 
wards men.    Tor  unto  us  a  child  is  born,  unto  us  a 
fon  is  given;  and  his  name  fhall  be  called  Wonder- 
full,  Counfelior,  the  Mighiy  God,  the.everlafting 
Father,  the  Prince  of  Peace.    Amen.   Hallelujah. 
Amen. 
ANTHEM.     From   Psalm  CXXIV, 

I'Fthe  Lord  himfelfhad  not  been  on  ourfide — now 
may  Ifrael  fay  ;  If  the  Lord  himicifhad  not  been 
on  cur  fide,  when  men  rofeup  againft  us  i  they  had 
iwailowed  us  up  quick;  yea,  the  waters  had  ■ 
drown'd  us  ;  and  the  ftream  had  gone  over  our 
fouL  By*  praifed  be  the  Lord,  our  foul  is  efca- 
ped,  even  as  a  bird  ouc  of  the  fnare  of  the  fowler  ; 
the  fnare  is  broken,  and  we  are  delivered..  Our 
help  ftandeth  in  the  name  of  the  Lord,  who  m*de  . 
heaven  and  earth. 

A  N-T  H  E  M.     From  Luke  II. 

BEHOLD  I  bring  you  g'ad  tidings  of  joy, 
which  fhall  be  to  all  people.  For  unto  you 
is  born  this  day,  in  the  city  of  David,  a  Saviour, 
who  is  Chrift  the  Lord.  And  this  fhall  be  a  fign 
unto  you.  You  fhall  find  the  Babe  wrapt  in  fwad- 
ling  clothes,  lying  in  a  manger.  And  fuddenly 
there  was  with  the  angel  a  multitude  of  the  heaven- 
ly hoft,  praifing  God  and  faying,  Glory  to  God  in 
the  highefi,  and  on  earth  peace,  good  will  to- . 
■wards  men.     Hallelujah  ! 

ANTHEM     From  Isaiah  XHV. 

SING,  fing,  O  ye  Heavens ;  for  the  Lord  hath   , 
done  it  :  Shout,  fhout,  ye  lower  parts  of  the 
earth  :   For  the  Lord  hath   redeemed  Jacob,  and 
glorified  himfelf  in  Ifrael.  Break  forth  into  Gaging 


ANTHEMS.  355  , 

ye  mountains,  Q  foreft,  and  ev'ry  tree  therein  i 
For  the  Lord  hath  redeemed  Jacob,  and  glorified 
himfelf  in  Ifrael.  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  Son, 
and  Holy  Ghoft*  as  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now, 
and  ever  (hall  be,  world  without  end-     Amen. 

A  N-T  HEM     From  Psalm  CIV. 

FRAISE  the  Lord,  Q  my  foul  I  O  Lord,  my 
God,  thou  art  become  exceeding  glorious! 
Thou  art  clothed  with  majefty  and  honour.  Hal=  - 
lelujah — Amen.  Thou  deckefithyfelf  with  light, 
as  it  were  with  a  garment,  and  fpreadeft  out  the 
Heavens  like  a  curtain.  Who  layeft  the  beams  of 
his  chambers  in  the  waters,  and  maketh  the  clouds 
his  chariot,  and  walketh  upon  the  wings  of  the 
wind:  Hernaketh  his  angels  fpirits,  andhismin- 
i Hers  a  flaming  fire  :  He  laid  the  foundations  of  the 
earth,  that  it  never  be  removed.  O  Lord,  how 
manifold  are.  thy  works  J  In  wifdom  haft  thou 
made  them  all.  The  earth  is  full  of  thy  riches. 
The  glorious  majefty  of  the  Lord  (hall  endure  for=> 
ever.  The  Lord  fhall  rejoice  in  his  works.  Hal» 
lelujah — Amen. 

ANTHEM     From  2  Sam.  Chap  I,   . 

THE  beauty  of  Ifrael  is  flain  upon  thine  high 
places ';  How  are  the  mighty  fallen  !  Tell  it 
nqt  in.Gath,  publifh  it  not  in.  the  ftreets  ofAfke- 
Ion  :  Left  the  daughters  of  the  Philiftine;  fhould 
rejoice,  and  the  daughters  of  the  uncircumcifed 
(hould  triumph — Ye  mountains  of  Gilboa  let  there 
be  no  dew,  neither  rain  upon  you  ;  for  there  the 
Ihieid  of  the  Mighty  is  vilely  caft  away.  Saul 
and  Jonathan  were  lovely  and  pleafant  in  their 
lives,  and  in  their  deaths  they  were  not  divided, 
—Ye  daughters  of  Ifrael,  weep,  weep  over  Saul, 
who  clothed,  you  in  fcarlet,  with  other  delights  5 
who  put  ornaments  of  gold  upon  your  apparel, 
How  are  the  mighty  fallen  in  the  midft  of  the  bat- 


ANTHEMS, 
tie! — O' Jonathan  !  thou  was  (lain  upon^?'r?  high, 
places  :  I  am  diftreffcd  for  thee,  O  my  brother 
Jonathan  !  very  plesfant  haft  thou  been  unto  me; 
thy  love  to  me  was  wonderful,  palling  the  love  of 
women. — How  are  the  mighty  fallen,  and  the  wea-. 


ANTHEM     F*om   Psalm  VIII 

OLORD,  our  Governor,  how  excellent  is  thy 
name  in  all  the  world  !  Thou  haft  fet  thy  glo- 
ry above  the  heavens  1  Out  of  the  mouth  of  babes 
and  fucklings  thou  haft  ordained  ftrengtb,  that 
thou  mighteft  ftill  the  enemy  and  the  avenger.  I 
will  confider  the  heavens  the  works  of  thy  fingers, 
the  moon  and  ftars  which  thou  haft  ordained. 
"What  is  man,  that  thou  art  mindful  of  him  ?  and 
♦he  ion  of  man,  that  thou  vifiteft  him  ?  Thou 
mad'ft  him  lower  than  the  angels,  to  crown  hi  HI 
with  glory  and  worihip.  O  Lord,  our  Govern- 
or^ how  excellent  is  thy  name  >n  all  the  world. 


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